✘ 06

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto is currently out cold, but slowly showing signs of coming round.  He's not exactly in his best state; his nose is shattered, and he has a stab wound in his chest.

For once?  This has absolutely nothing to do with the Master.]

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[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Trots up to him, looking rather worn out. She sighs and sits down near him, then draws two streaks in the air above his injuries with her Celestial Brush. The wounds are starting to heal themselves before he has even awakened fully.]

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Hasn't changed clothes since their last encounter]

Ianto?!

[And hello, have a very worried immortal leaning over you.]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He looks slightly scared when as he starts to wake up properly, but relaxes as he realises it isn't Misaki.] ...Amaterasu.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Attempting to sit up.]

...I'll be fine.

[contract_star]

[Have a supremely exhausted Hei stumbling toward you, Ianto. He remembers seeing you near Misaki and has put two and two together. He looks over the injuries and then ducks out of the Plane, returning with bandages.]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Snuffles at his hair.] Who has done this to you, Ianto Jones?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto just lies there. It's too much effort to try and move.]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Rolling over, so he can look away from her.] Doesn't matter. I'll be fine.

[contract_star]

[Wordlessly undoes Ianto's shirt and goes to work bandaging the stab wound, making sure it's tight enough. After that's done he poofs out again, reappearing with a bag full of ice cubes.]

For your nose. You'll need to see an actual doctor about that.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[A bit more firmly,] I think it does matter.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[So not letting him sit up.] Like hell you will! What happened?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Holds the ice cubes against his nose, struggling to sit up.]

I'll be fine. Don't worry about it.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

She wasn't herself.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't have the strength to argue, so he just stays lying down.] What does it look like?

[contract_star]

[Watches him for a moment in silence.]

There's nothing we can do for her. The best we can do is just to treat her cautiously.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Stop being a pill. Who did this?

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

She? [Suddenly narrows her eyes.] Misaki Kirihara. It's her scent I smell around you.

[madamemoiselle]

{o hay there bloody and delicious. Diva smiles and kneels beside him, placing a hand delicately on his shoulder as she leans over him to check out that stab wound} Oh my, you're wasting so much blood~

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Stands about six feet away, looking the worse for wear but also tidied up since last time; new scrubs, her hair brushed and tied back. Mu's Glamour Illusion still weighs heavily on her mind, along with the idea that Contractors can have friends. She rubs her forehead. Quietly,]


...is that why I didn't kill you?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

...Squanto?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

She's changed... I don't think she's Misaki anymore.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't reply straight away, but after a while he does, though it does seem to be reluctantly.] Misaki.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Misaki? That cop?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

What's happened to her?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Apparently scalpels are small, but extremely painful.] I've had worse.