yogen | narumin rescue squad

Sou... [ She thinks about asking if he's alright...but he elbowed her on his way out here so she's...just going to step over him to examine the rest of the room.

Looks down at adorable little toy truck on the ground, looks back up at Sou. ]

You're still awake right?

[ There's the sound of frantic footsteps running down the stairs outside the door. ]

[Shin is just going to lie here on the floor and let the universe take him. Maybe if he does pretend to be dead and or knocked out he can fast-forward to the part where everyone stops thinking or remembering about him being defeated by a toy car.

His eyes are open and staring at the ceiling so that's a bit of an already lost cause anyway on top of being as futile as expecting a group chat to forget a typo.]

No, I'm completely unconscious, sorry. Try again later.

[He can still be sarcastic about it, though. The sound of frantic approaching footsteps has him propping himself up on his elbows as the first step of hurriedly getting up, head alert towards the door.]

Don't be mad. Come on, I'll help you get up.

[ Don't let some car get you down! Sara's voice is faintly amused at how put off Sou seems. She leans over to offer Sou her hand, but the sound of noise outside the door makes her pause. So they aren't alone...where even are they, anyway? What does this room look like. Is there anywhere to hide...or?

There's not enough time to get back in the closet, not unless she wants to just abandon Sou out here. ]

Hello? Is someone there? [ It's better to be honest and upfront with your intentions! ]

[ The smart choice was to not leave the closet in the first place, Hanako thinks to himself as he watches everything unfold from the darkness, feet lifted a couple inches above the ground so that he won't trip the same way Shin did— and a quick look around the room makes it seem as if that'd be easy with how messy the room is. There are toys on the ground, empty toilet paper rolls, several paperback books with bent covers, curtains open to allow the moonlight to shine brightly into the room. Looking through the window, it looks like they're on an upper story floor, with another apartment buildings across from them and no nicer view otherwise. There's a bed and a desk with a computer tower placed on top, next to a lamp with an old tshirt thrown over it, and a thin leash hanging over the doorknob leading to the hallway on the other side, round and brass and slowly turning...

...

The door flings open. And a gunshot rings out. ]

[NOT AGAIN.]

[ The bullet snipes Shin directly in the—- ]

[Clamor is mildly distracted by touching the sleeve of a particularly soft coat while all this toy-ota corolla shit is going down (it's fine, Sara is taking care of it, probably), but then a fucking gunshot goes off.

Guns don't really give enough reaction-time for spellcasting, unfortunately. A white barrier of light shoots up a second later between them and their assailant, so at least they're protected now, but Sou—

He'll have to trust Sou with Sara for a little longer. First, they should probably make sure no one else gets shot. Clamor steps out of the closet, one palm pointed outwards to focus on the barrier. Someone please make sure their party member isn't dead or dying.]

Don't shoot! We're not your enemies!

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[*rolls dice* Shoulder.

He's already moving with adrenalin-haste, which is probably why he doesn't get hit anywhere instantly fatal, but also might be why the bullet slams into his right shoulder, impact that shouldn't be familiar sending him stumbling back, feet scattering items on the floor, weight falling heavily onto the wall behind him, one arm instinctively flinging out for purchase, the other gripping the source of wrong, feeling the spreading warmth under and between his fingers, the promise of pain your body's currently helpfully blocking out for you, but can't forever.]

Ghahhh... hh. Aha... ahahaha... [The laughter hurts, turning into a whine and then a cough. He needs to stop... it's going to get harder to breathe... so much harder.] Why... does this keep happening?

[His thoughts are a constant recurring loop of I'm going to die I'm going to die I'm going to die I'm going to die on one layer, and a sort of spreading fuzziness on another, and on the last is something still desperately fighting to stay awake and aware and present and upright, legs shaking, hand sliding and coming back up on the wall for purchase.]

Just... stop! [It's directed to the world in general, exemplified by the gunperson in particular, but his gaze hits Sara's desperately, because she's the one everyone listens to, the one who can get people to move. She has the power to get the rest out of this situation, in his mind.] Sara...!

Edited (whoops icon) 2021-10-21 01:49 (UTC)

[ She hears the shot and her entire body goes still, bracing for fear of impact or pain, but nothing happens. She feels fine, only a slight ringing in her ears from a sudden noise. Sara reaches up to touch her face, staring at whoever entered the room with unguarded shock before the white barrier comes down between them.

What's going on?

Sou's managed to get away while Sara was frozen in sudden fear, and as Clamor takes center stage to confront the person Sara just saw fire what could have been a fatal bullet, Sara dashes towards where he's crumpled at the back of the wall.]

Sou, hold on! [ She has zero medical knowlege, but she can at least press her hands up against his to put pressure on the gunshot wound because thats what you do in a movie. ]

Clamor can heal, so just keep your eyes open! Everything is going to be fine! N-nothing is happening again, you'll be fine!

[ "We're not your enemies" you're home intruders is what you are and the person with the gun is simply protecting their property, head ducked and eyes squeezed shut like they've never fired a gun in their life and haven't even relaxed their finger from the trigger in order to fire a second time.

Shin may or may not be dead, but Hanako can't help him— he can't heal, he can't protect in the same way Clamor can, but he can hack and slash his way out of thing and somebody firing a gun at one of his charges is permission enough for him to draw his knife and brandish it at the person standing in the doorway who slowly straightens back up, eyes opening tentatively to reveal frightened brown eyes, and a familiar face of somebody whose body they're trespassing in.

Anyways, Hanako is going to stab him in 3, 2, 1—- ]

[Sara placing her hands on his wound gets a hiss at least, arms and legs drawing in from his splayed position and face tightening. Ow. There's the pain. Why isn't she... why's she over here. Why is this weirdly familiar.]

Didn't... get very far, did I? Aha. [Ow. Okay, okay.] Wasn't very alert or careful... [Or at least not in the right ways. Helena... well... she's strong. She'll be fine without him.

He tries to get a bit more upright, at least, the scarf-arms pushing him up before he slumps again and they're clearly the only things holding him even halfway up.]

R-right... everything's fine. [He can play along with that kind of lie, focusing on keeping his eyes open he can do, focusing on... whatever's going on right now. There's a knife? Okay. Clamor can heal. Okay. There's a small flickering spark of hope in him at that. Just hang on... he can do that, he can try, it's what he does really, but even so...] Guess you'll finally... have the dorm to yourself for a bit.

[Like she doesn't have Yuzu lined up as a replacement, but he doesn't know that. The thermostat and bunk choice is all yours now. Don't break his stuff though.]

[HELLO CAN WE MAYBE NOT??? STAB?????

yeah that's Clamor's cue to use his other hand to very firmly grab the back of Hanako's shirt, please no we are not murdering the last tattered shreds of Narumi's soul that is the opposite of what they came here for]

Narumi! Please, put the gun down! [the fact that they know his name will either make this worse or better, but he's really hoping for the second option.]

[She's sorry it hurts, but this is just what you do??? ]

Shut up! I'm sorry! [ Priorities. ] Just sit tight, Clamor get over here! You too!

[ Pointing very furiously at Narumi Ito!]

I'm not going to have the dorm to myself, because you all are going to get over here and help me fix Sou! I don't have time to talk to you about taking responsibility right now, so just get over here!!!

[ Give her your shirt and some of that paper you have in this nasty awful room so he stops bleeding so much! ]

[ There are intruders in his home bossing him around, how did it come to this... Narumi still looks wildly perturbed (he doesn't have perturbed icons so just pretend) but he does lower the gun and take a step back out into the hallway, very obviously weighing the options of grabbing a first aid kit versus running away and calling the cops while he's far enough. ]

I'll... call an ambulance.

[ He feels like that's a fair compromise, saving Shin and at the same time getting the hell away from here and asking the authorities to take care of this. ]

Oh no you don't!

[ The lowered gun only emboldens her further. Her faith on the reliability of healthcare in someone's dream...is absolute zero! The person they need to save is right before their eyes...and if he runs away now, this will all be for nothing. Sara can't do anything more for Sou until Clamor gets healing, so that means they just have to make sure Narumi can't escape.]

Narumi Ito, we're here to help you, so stay right where you are! If you go running off then this is all going to be for nothing, ugh.

[ He shot the wrong person smh... this home intruder will boss him around forever. ]

[Okay, there's Sara doing that thing she does; took a bit but things feel a bit more on their equilibrium. A confused jolt (ow, again) from being yell-apologized at (???) takes some tension with it when it relaxes.]

Sometime... this month would be great.

[And it would get that gun Narumi's still holding away too, Shin is Very Aware of that weapon despite the shock marinating his brain right now, he's fine with it not getting any closer even with the ostensible possible press-ganged intent to help and the fact that, well, it's ranged. Cops feel like some nebulous, hypothetical, future-Shin problem in comparison, especially since he has no idea the other group has jacked up the GTA V wanted meter.]

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Help me with what...?

[ There's a kid with a knife? A man with a monocle? These strangers know his name, which movies tell him is because somebody's put a hit on him and the smartest thing to do is gun them all down where they stand.

...He looks like he's going to be sick, honestly.

So all he ends up doing is to inch back a little further. Phone's just down the hall. It takes half a second to punch in 119. He can make it. ]

[The barrier fades once the gun is lowered. Clamor has no clue what this ambulance thing is, but from Sara's reaction it might be... bad? Whatever, he's just not going to worry about it right now.

Sou needs treatment, but again, let's not get to the delicate part until we're sure no one else is going to get shot. He sighs, looking down to briefly shoot Sou an apologetic look.] Sorry about this.

Spirits of Shadow and Earth, heed my call. I, Clamor Ventus, ask that you please bind this man before me so that no harm will come to him... thank you.

[and that is the world's most polite binding hex directed at Narumi, actually. here's hoping he's too confused to try running before his feet get glued to the floor.

... and then, assuming that works, Clamor is going to crouch down and try to remember how to treat a bullet wound, y'all have too much faith in his medical skills]

[ You know how when you're backpedaling for your life and suddenly your feet get stuck on the ground and you fall backwards onto your ass? This is what happens. ]

[ Sara isn't really sure what Clamor just did to make Narumi trip, but he's here with Sou now, so she finally stops death gripping his shoulder so Clamor can take a better look. ]

Hang in there, okay?

[ If Narumi dropped his gun when he fell, Sara is going to try and grab it before he can. If not, she just stands above him and thinks really really hard about how she's going to disarm some older teen. ]

Help you with everything! Clean up this room, first of all! It's a mess! [ Her hands are all bloody, and she's trying to wipe them off on the nice white soul sweater, and thinking about what that represents spiritually is ???? ] There's so much to explain...but I'm your underclassman at school and you're in a coma. We're in your head. So...pretty please stop shooting us and wake up? Aren't you in that cult with Hikaru-san, you understand this stuff, right?

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[I'm gonna be nice and say there's a clear exit wound so nobody involved in treatment has to play a game of 'where'd the bullet go'. No dramatically digging it out while Shin bites down on something either, alas.

For a hot second Shin thinks he's the target of the spell and braces himself for... whatever's going to happen... and then Narumi falls over. Huh. That's pretty clever actually and the internal suspicious regard meter goes up a few notches regarding Clamor, because that's just what happens when someone's good at things in front of him, dwbi. He looks up as Sara stands up to get the gun... that's good... that's one thing solved... she already has one anyway...]

C-can't make any promises...

[You know, zero percent and all. But he is going to try, he's trying right now, and very hard. He very cautiously watches as Clamor crouches down in front of him to inspect the wound, chest rising and falling, tipping to the side a little as one of the scarf arms shifts and then hurriedly moves back to propping him up.]

... Sara, I don't think you're supposed to tell him all of that. [he's no oneiromancer but ??? he's pretty sure you don't just tell someone they're dreaming... does it matter if they're incapable of waking him up anyway? is this going to cause some weird mental trauma later?? welp too late to take it back so maybe they just... hope for the best

Thank El there's no bullet still in there because Clamor has no idea how to safely dig one out, guns aren't something Noah has had to deal with often. He grimaces at the wound now that he's looking at it more closely, but... really, it's not that bad, he's just not used to being a healer. He forces on a smile, trying to be reassuring in face of Sou's clear anxiety.]

Healing isn't my specialty, but I can at least stop the bleeding... hold still, okay?

[He supports Sou's back with one hand while the other is held over the wound, a tiny cluster of star-like lights gathering around his fingertips... there's a warm, soothing numbness that begins to spread, flesh knitting itself back together from within. something something they're souls in a mindscape so it's a lot easier than it would normally be, he'll be fine. The bleeding stops after awhile and there's still a wound to cover up, it probably still hurts, but it's a little less painful and he's not at risk of keeling over.]

[Honestly it's the forced more than the smile that acts as reassurement. If Clamor had absolutely nailed 'calm and reassuring' he'd only have been more anxious, someone got into his wiring and switched things backwards for fun.

He holds still, very still, not sure what this will entail exactly but... it feels nice, actually, the warmth going beyond the sticky mess that at least this time won't need laundry tags and the numbness overlaying the distinct feeling this should be really, really itchy. The sensation and stars come to a stop, the pain seeping back in although less bad, more of a warning 'if you move this I will Yell' ache now and slowly, testing the waters-ly, Shin pulls his hand away from it with a subdued sense of wonder.]

Ahaha... [Oh hey, his lungs don't hate him doing that as much now, nice.] S-so that's what it's like... not your specialty, huh?

[He's going to get a bit of a false impression of just what Clamor's healing magic can do from this. If he could figure out how to do this, imagine... but Clamor didn't even say or draw anything this time.

He's going to try and slowly get up, wobblingly, because all that blood is not in him anymore and he feels lightheaded and like everything is hilarious as the crash starts to happen on top of that. At least one scarf arm has to snap out and brace on the wall, and he gets out from the hand on his back as soon as possible. He's still looking sweaty and pale with the tracks of automatic pain-tears still there, right arm dangling, and basically Some Way in general, but he's upright.]

Err... thank you.

[Manners, right. Can't hurt. Just in case.]

Edited (added a detail) 2021-10-22 06:07 (UTC)

[There may have been some soft muttering, almost more like a song than what you'd expect from an incantation... but yeah, no, Clamor is pleasantly surprised as well. Maybe... he's better at healing than he thought?

or it's the whole ghost-dream-memory thing. please do not bring dying people to him in the future.

He would've offered a hand, but Sou is already getting up on his own before he has a chance. At least he seems to be feeling better... Clamor stands back up as well, feeling a lot better himself now that one of their group isn't bleeding out on the floor.]

Normally I just work with spirits, but I guess this is close enough. [except they're artificial spirits... for making automatic brooms and candles and stuff... turns out all those extra classes he dabbled in for "fun" were more useful than his major, rip] You're welcome.

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