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[Once again, her scrubs are torn, but this time they're more like shredded. She's bone-pale and covered in blood. Most of it, however, is ink black and flecked with little, star-like speckles. She's breathing heavily, a chunk of sharp-edged glass in her hand; drops of mixed red and shimmering black drip from the end and plip rhythmically against the dismembered hand by her feet.]

...I told you, bastards, leave him alone.

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We have to make sure that doesn't happen. The future is too important.

You're from it. I suppose it would be. [Wince. She sits up.] Aren't you?

Edited 2008-06-22 20:04 (UTC)

[Helps Misaki up, giving Deneb a slightly sideways glance while he gets back to the bandaging and... stuff.]

I am, yes. [Twice, actually, since he visited Nogami first] The future should be important to everyone, though, no matter when they're from.

I suppose it should. I am more concerned with my present, currently, however.

[Ryotarou finishes up bandaging what he can see, not really caring to mention his own situation in time.] Misaki-san... are you hurt anywhere else?

[Deneb nods to Misaki — considering how hurt she was, it isn't surprising that she could find that a little more important, and he won't try to press the future's importance unless she actually says it isn't important. For the moment, he just stands, holding the wrapped hand, and watches Ryotarou's bandaging job.]

Small injuries. I'm fine.

[To Deneb]
...why are you holding onto that?

Edited 2008-06-22 21:21 (UTC)

Are you sure?

[... gives a small glance in Deneb's direction, but it's a very careful one, trying to avoid looking at the hand.]

Ahh. I wasn't sure what to do with it. [Deneb fidgets a little. Just dropping it on the ground isn't a good idea, and he doesn't see anything resembling a detached hand disposal bin nearby..]

Yes, yes, I'm sure.

[To Deneb again]

You could put it down.

[Ryotarou hesitates, then puts the bandaging stuff back in the pile before moving away from Misaki a bit, to check if she can sit up on her own. He has no suggestions for the severed hand dilemma; he's trying really hard not to think about it.]

[Deneb looks at the ground, then at the wrapped hand, and then the ground again]

But what if someone trips over it?

I'll take it back with me. They could use it for something, maybe. [Though maybe not after Diva chews on it later. She stays sitting, though it takes her a moment to steady out]

[A bit surprised by this, actually.]

You really think it would be okay if you went back?

I can hold on to it for now. I don't mind. [Deneb is not thinking about why someone could have a use for a detached hand. In fact, he's thinking of the hand as nothing more than something he needs to keep track of until Misaki wants it back.]

Okay...

[To Ryotarou] What else would I do?

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