[ he's got his arms full of stuff-- sticks, cloth from the boutique, a few canteens of water, and a field medicine book he's got open that he throws next to Shirasu's wheelchair. He's also got a strip of leather and alcohol. ]
My best, I guess. [ he starts by handing Shirasu one of the water canteen ] Start with that. Full disclosure, I'm not even any good with healing magic, so this isn't gonna be fun for either of us.
[ yeah he hasn't actually. stated anything, he's too busy placing everything near shirasu ]
[he takes the canteen, but he's just-- looking over those supplies, then back to lea, then back to the items. is that a medical book? surely he's not...]
...I very nearly killed you, you do realize that, don't you? You're lucky I wasn't on target.
[ first of all. it's important shirasu knows this? it's complete garbage, but it's important he knows it. he moves next to him, apparently completely unworried about the possibility of another stab, just trying to properly assess the damage. ]
I can think of a couple of reasons, but I'd say the biggest one is I ain't a big torture fan. [ that's all he says on that before he hands over the leather strip to Shirasu ] You're gonna wanna bite into this once I get started. He seriously did a number on you.
... I've had worse, and I've survived two days of this already.
[he takes it, but he's determined to try not to use it. also there's a sake jug here somewhere if extra alcohol is needed, just so you know.
it's still hard to really reconcile any of this, but... well, he supposes lea isn't the first person in his life who chose to help an injured snake and trust that it wouldn't bite. he just exhales a sigh, murmuring--]
[ well the alcohol is for shirasu after so its fine, he can just drink sake. we don't have painkillers okay!!! this is field medicine!! ]
And I've had worse than you stabbing me, but I didn't enjoy that, either.
[ it's deadpan, but clearly a joke. he's over the stab? he doesn't even have any of it leftover beyond a scar, who cares. he looks up from what he's doing and raises an eyebrow at Shirasu at the murmur, though ]
Yeah, I've heard that one before. Never really stopped me. Okay, first one on three. One, two--
[...the pain cuts him off very effectively. he's got a high tolerance, but there's still a strangled cry of pain as he tries to stifle himself, keep from screaming at it; his grip on the arms of the chair is white-knuckled, his breathing heavy.]
[ he doesn't sound sorry at all. unfortunately for shirasu, that's only one leg and there are... two. two whole legs. but for now lea concentrates on finishing up the one with his make-shift splint. it is not gentle, though that's more because he can't be for it to fix correctly than any personal feeling. ]
If you're serious about stifling it, just bite down on the leather, man. You're gonna bite off your tongue and then I'll have a whole other problem to deal with. I can only read so many books about field medicine.
[he might be like this specifically because lea brought it to help, honestly, and he's not about to give in now even if lea has a good point. he's too stubborn and too used to trying to show as little weakness as possible for that.]
Just... worry about your work. I'll worry about myself if there's any need for it.
[ but he lets the subject drop without more arguing. his work on the first leg is... as good as it's gonna get, considering everything, so he moves onto the next. ]
Alright. Last leg. You ready? This time on three for real. One--
[...he doesn't swear often, but yeah, this'll do it. he grits his teeth, exhaling shakily, and as lea continues working he's just. picking up the sake jug milla graciously let him keep with him and taking a quick drink, because he absolutely needs it at the moment. he's not generally a drinker, but again, good reason.]
'Doing your best' doesn't include counting, I see.
[ it's a very casual joke, and he takes a break in the middle of affixing the splint on the other leg to hand over some of the alcohol he brought in case the jug of sake isn't enough before getting back to it. he stays quiet until he's finished, and he looks at it critically before standing up with a sigh. he'd been steady the entire time he was working, but it's only now that he rubs the back of his head as he stares at his handiwork that shirasu might notice his other hand start shaking. ]
That's about as good as it's gonna get, I guess. Hopefully it's a little more bearable.
[unfortunately, shirasu isn't much for jokes, especially right now... he just shoots lea a faintly annoyed look, but he settles in again, trying to ease the tension from his body as he breathes a little deeper.]
...I believe it might be.
[he's not going to say thank you, because he is a jerk and still thinks lea is sort of an idiot for doing this at all-- but he doesn't miss the shakiness in that hand, eyeing it critically.]
[ it's very matter of fact. the question brings him pause and he blinks, for a second ]
Ah, right. Now that your emotions aren't all haywire, I figured I could finally ask you why you did it. I was going to then, but that didn't exactly pan out after everything.
[ it's a joke, again. which i'm sure shirasu appreciates. axel settles himself down, staring at shirasu for a second seriously before shrugging ]
I'm not gonna make you. [ it's a weird thing to say, perhaps, but shirasu knows that axel has hisoka's talisman, and he's one of very few people who knows what it does. ] But I will stick around and be annoying until you tell me why any sane person would willingly work with Hisoka.
I'm beginning to get quite used to people sticking around.
[cough, milla, cough,
he does get what lea means, though, and that gets him a sidelong glance for several long moments-- before he finally exhales a sigh.]
...I pegged him as someone willing to go along with things, so long as he found them interesting-- and as it turned out, he was a good source of information as well. I found it a fair tradeoff.
He never harassed me much to begin with, actually. I put a stop to it whenever he tried.
[please understand that a chunk of this cr was literally just shirasu bullying hisoka.]
[ axel can't deny the part with hisoka being a good source of information-- he did, after all, use hisoka exactly for the same reason while he was alive. but... ]
[in turn, there's the tiniest hint of a lopsided smile, though it's extremely brief. for all that he talked shit? he did sort of like hisoka, a little, underneath everything. he was interesting.
hisoka never has to know.]
You should have just taken direct action without outright fighting him or riling him up further.
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[Does he sound bitter? Maybe. Is he kind of pale? Definitely. Two days of this with no medical attention or painkillers Fucking Sucked.]
There's no point in assisting someone I'm sure you all intend to kill.
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Yeah, alright, be right back. I'd tell ya to stay there, but--
[ he gestures vaguely at Shirasu's current position before he leaves, abruptly. ]
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[...there he goes?? What the fuck. Shirasu will be here when he gets back, of course, watching him suspiciously as soon as he enters a second time.]
... just what are you doing?
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My best, I guess. [ he starts by handing Shirasu one of the water canteen ] Start with that. Full disclosure, I'm not even any good with healing magic, so this isn't gonna be fun for either of us.
[ yeah he hasn't actually. stated anything, he's too busy placing everything near shirasu ]
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...I very nearly killed you, you do realize that, don't you? You're lucky I wasn't on target.
Why would you bother with this?
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[ first of all. it's important shirasu knows this? it's complete garbage, but it's important he knows it. he moves next to him, apparently completely unworried about the possibility of another stab, just trying to properly assess the damage. ]
I can think of a couple of reasons, but I'd say the biggest one is I ain't a big torture fan. [ that's all he says on that before he hands over the leather strip to Shirasu ] You're gonna wanna bite into this once I get started. He seriously did a number on you.
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[he takes it, but he's determined to try not to use it. also there's a sake jug here somewhere if extra alcohol is needed, just so you know.
it's still hard to really reconcile any of this, but... well, he supposes lea isn't the first person in his life who chose to help an injured snake and trust that it wouldn't bite. he just exhales a sigh, murmuring--]
This is foolish of you, you know.
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And I've had worse than you stabbing me, but I didn't enjoy that, either.
[ it's deadpan, but clearly a joke. he's over the stab? he doesn't even have any of it leftover beyond a scar, who cares. he looks up from what he's doing and raises an eyebrow at Shirasu at the murmur, though ]
Yeah, I've heard that one before. Never really stopped me. Okay, first one on three. One, two--
[ he does not go on three. ]
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[...the pain cuts him off very effectively. he's got a high tolerance, but there's still a strangled cry of pain as he tries to stifle himself, keep from screaming at it; his grip on the arms of the chair is white-knuckled, his breathing heavy.]
That... wasn't three.
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[ he doesn't sound sorry at all. unfortunately for shirasu, that's only one leg and there are... two. two whole legs. but for now lea concentrates on finishing up the one with his make-shift splint. it is not gentle, though that's more because he can't be for it to fix correctly than any personal feeling. ]
If you're serious about stifling it, just bite down on the leather, man. You're gonna bite off your tongue and then I'll have a whole other problem to deal with. I can only read so many books about field medicine.
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[he might be like this specifically because lea brought it to help, honestly, and he's not about to give in now even if lea has a good point. he's too stubborn and too used to trying to show as little weakness as possible for that.]
Just... worry about your work. I'll worry about myself if there's any need for it.
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[ but he lets the subject drop without more arguing. his work on the first leg is... as good as it's gonna get, considering everything, so he moves onto the next. ]
Alright. Last leg. You ready? This time on three for real. One--
[ yeah he lied again, that one was even faster ]
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[...he doesn't swear often, but yeah, this'll do it. he grits his teeth, exhaling shakily, and as lea continues working he's just. picking up the sake jug milla graciously let him keep with him and taking a quick drink, because he absolutely needs it at the moment. he's not generally a drinker, but again, good reason.]
'Doing your best' doesn't include counting, I see.
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[ it's a very casual joke, and he takes a break in the middle of affixing the splint on the other leg to hand over some of the alcohol he brought in case the jug of sake isn't enough before getting back to it. he stays quiet until he's finished, and he looks at it critically before standing up with a sigh. he'd been steady the entire time he was working, but it's only now that he rubs the back of his head as he stares at his handiwork that shirasu might notice his other hand start shaking. ]
That's about as good as it's gonna get, I guess. Hopefully it's a little more bearable.
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...I believe it might be.
[he's not going to say thank you, because he is a jerk and still thinks lea is sort of an idiot for doing this at all-- but he doesn't miss the shakiness in that hand, eyeing it critically.]
Don't tell me you're that unused to it.
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I am super grossed out right now. [ but he shakes his hand and gives an exaggerated shudder ] Ugh. How do I always get stuck with the icky jobs?
[ the last part is wry sounding, but. no. that's it. that is what he is going with. ]
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[he never had to help? this is all self-imposed, shirasu isn't inclined to give him sympathy for it.]
...what were you here for at first?
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[ it's very matter of fact. the question brings him pause and he blinks, for a second ]
Ah, right. Now that your emotions aren't all haywire, I figured I could finally ask you why you did it. I was going to then, but that didn't exactly pan out after everything.
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I suppose you have the gist of it already. Why would I give you all of the details?
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[ it's a joke, again. which i'm sure shirasu appreciates. axel settles himself down, staring at shirasu for a second seriously before shrugging ]
I'm not gonna make you. [ it's a weird thing to say, perhaps, but shirasu knows that axel has hisoka's talisman, and he's one of very few people who knows what it does. ] But I will stick around and be annoying until you tell me why any sane person would willingly work with Hisoka.
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[cough, milla, cough,
he does get what lea means, though, and that gets him a sidelong glance for several long moments-- before he finally exhales a sigh.]
...I pegged him as someone willing to go along with things, so long as he found them interesting-- and as it turned out, he was a good source of information as well. I found it a fair tradeoff.
He never harassed me much to begin with, actually. I put a stop to it whenever he tried.
[please understand that a chunk of this cr was literally just shirasu bullying hisoka.]
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Put a stop to it?
[ howst ]
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[he makes a little pulling-the-trigger gesture with one hand, like a gun? a squirtgun. he spraybottled hisoka, is what he's saying.]
Failing that, I simply cut off the vines if he tried to touch me.
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does any of that matter right now? no, because axel's bursting out into laughter for a bit ]
Yeah, see, that's what I needed. Whenever I threatened to set him on fire, the guy'd just get excited.
[ he means horny. ]
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[in turn, there's the tiniest hint of a lopsided smile, though it's extremely brief. for all that he talked shit? he did sort of like hisoka, a little, underneath everything. he was interesting.
hisoka never has to know.]
You should have just taken direct action without outright fighting him or riling him up further.
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