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[OPEN] If this day was your last

Who: Noah & YOU!
What: July Catch-All
When: Throughout July
Where: Various; see prompts for specific locations
Warnings: Will be posted in specific prompt headers if they come up
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FURTHER NOTES: Throughout the month Noah has an extremely obvious cut on his arm that has also torn the sleeve of his jacket. He keeps it bandaged but for the first week of the month it's extremely obviously there. People are free to approach him at any time about the injury and ask him questions, but be warned he will get extremely defensive and aggressive if pushed too much. Could make for some fun CR, idk.

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[ She is a girl without a care when she has a mission. Silly things like doors and bathrooms are simply petty obstacles. Still, c'mon Noah. She wouldn't break down your bathroom door when you look this scared. He is scared, she can tell that right away and it takes her a second to school her expression into something a bit less fierce. ]

I have some spare fabric. [ She doesn't mince words, pulling something wrapped up in cloth out of her jacket and then shaking it out. It's a knife, a small one, but unless Noah is looking hard she pockets it quickly and holds out the length of fabric. Morning glory patterned and somewhat thick. A festival kimono isn't much use in a school like this, so Sara has been helping herself to the hem line. ] All that gauze might catch attention, Noah. Once you're done, you should hide it with this. Like a armband...or something.

[He doesn't notice the knife, too spaced out to register anything. It takes him a moment of blankly staring at the offered fabric before he reaches out perhaps a bit timidly and takes it from her hand, staring down at it for a moment before he nods.]

Th...thanks.

[Does she know? She couldn't know; it's only been twelve hours since the incident, at most, but...

He appreciates it regardless, and goes about bandaging up the wound before he attempts to get that cloth strip around it. Attempts being the key word, and man doing this with one hand is kind of a pain in the ass.]

Can I ask you to help? S...sorry...

[ Honestly, she already suspects another murder attempt might be afoot. A cut like that should require something a lot bigger and sharper then her own pilfered knife. Besides, while Noah isn't the type to seek out a fight, but plenty of people here are even if their motivations for killing are inscrutable. What benefit could be gained from attacking Noah? Sara would love to quiz Noah within an inch of his life about it...but right now there are far more important things at play. ]

You probably need to sit down. [ She eyes him with a passive worry and points down at the floor as she takes the fabric back. ] You look like you're going to pass out.

[ Once she gets him to sit (and if he refuses she WILL glare at him), she takes off her own jacket and winds the cloth around gently twice before cinching it in what might be passably called a bow. At least its in no risk of falling off. ] Cute. This color matches your hair.

But Noah...er...its hard for me not to pry but I'll try... You're not still in trouble are you?

[He might look like he's about to pass out because not only did he get a knife wound that yeeted him into void-school, but also because while within the depths of that hellscape, Hyde stabbed him in the side and also throttled him a fair bit... his head still hurts when he thinks of the knife that went between his eyes shortly before time rewound and he managed to save himself.

Just because time rewinds, doesn't mean Noah got out of that without memories, even if he wishes he couldn't remember all of the times he's died, especially those back home. Even though the wounds he sustained within the "other" school don't carry over between dimensions, he can still feel them hours later, a throbbing pain that won't lessen.

Anyway, he sits down, though he does try to refuse, but Sara's glare is withering and he doesn't want to deal with it.

...how does he answer that question?]

...no. It's... [with a wound like that, of course people will figure something out. Eventually, it'll come out that Hyde is missing and that Noah was wounded, and he'll have to come clean to more than just Clamor and Stephanie.] ...it's fine. I'll be fine.

Nobody after you? Ah well...There aren't a lot of places to hide here... [ She fiddles with her bang. ] Hm...its okay to not be fine. I won't judge you...

[ She'll glare at you if you go hurting yourself but she won't yell at you for being hurt. Even if he killed someone in that fight, a kid like Noah probably had a good reason. Wanting to live, or wanting to protect Clamor...probably something like that, right? For someone who firmly espoused some horrible desire to die, he must have had a strong desire to make it out alive.

Good for him.]

Anyway! You should probably go see the nurse later. I'm sure she'd let you borrow peroxide. Do you know about infection where you're from? You don't want bacteria in a cut like that or you'll have to go on antibiotics [ And like that she's changed the subject, launching into another lecture. ] You should also lie down and eat something to get your blood sugar back. After that I'm sure you'll feel more like yourself, okay Noah?

...no one is after me, no.

[Yet, Noah thinks bitterly, because Hyde had to have friends somewhere in this place — even the most unhinged people have friends who love them — which likely means that someone will come after him eventually, once this gets out. Noah assumes it will, because even if he's not about to call everyone into a classroom and stand on the desk and announce that he had to kill Hyde to keep his own ass alive, he isn't going to lie and say he didn't do it.

He likes to think he's an honest sort, if defensive, and he's really trying to get better at not being so standoffish (because the last time he was so defensive back home he got his ass handed to him by a short dude with a scythe).]

I don't want to go see the nurse. I don't... I don't want to talk to anyone in that wing.

[He knows about the counselor, okay, he's heard Things about the counselor and he doesn't wanna talk to the guy. The nurse's office is right there and he doesn't want to talk to her either.

Also he just sort of outed himself as having stolen the gauze he's using from her office but it's fine.]

And... I'm not hungry.

...I'll just swing by later for you. Check your desk.

[ Maybe Hyde has friends Noah but...you have friends too. People like Nene or Ouma aren't going to let anything happen to you. Maybe someone awful like Sara would even stick her neck out.

She reaches out for a second, and slowly enough that he could move out of the way if he really wanted, pats his head once before resting her hand on his hair. You make big sis Sara worried, talking like that. ]

You don't need to eat right away, but you'll feel bad if you don't... Back home, after the trials...I had a really hard time eating anything and everyone had to force me...but when you're in trouble you need to be able to think...I think...

[There's a long, long pause, and it seems like for a bit Noah's not going to say anything. His face is scrunched up like he's trying to process all of that, and then he settles on:]

Why do you care about me so much?

[Because he has to ask, because something in Noah's paranoid brain can't believe for even a few minutes that people might care about him, and if they do then they're clearly destined to die, right?]

...Because you're cute?

[ It's the first thing out of her mouth to say. Its actually a hard question and it sets off a bit of Sara's paranoia as well. Care about him, so much? Does he think this is symbolically pretty deep? Like Sara is trying to make him feel like he owes her or somethign? Is she doing that? Is Sara even doing that much? This feels...basic. Like, maybe she wanted to help him with his homework, because Clamor mentioned it, and he was nice enough and she liked helping him probably more then he enjoyed the help. Now he's hurt and alone in the bathroom and she's supposed to just...walk away?

That would just make her a awful person for no reason... ]

Er...Kidding. That's just something someone I used to know said whenever I asked him a question like that... [ She has no intention of dying, Noah. Don't worry about that, of all things. ] I'd like to work with people, when I can. And...we're friends right? So if I help you a bit when you're in trouble, thats just normal.

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