42... i has a boo-boo

[singsingbluesilver]

[ voice | Japanese ]

[ A few moments of static and some muttered curses in English. There's the sound of something crunching as if someone is laying in broken glass and a low moan. ]

...Ow. That smarts.

Can... someone come pick us up? We're not moving from here.


[ OOC: Tohma hasn't been eating and when Ryuichi showed up with soup for Suguru, the smell caused Tohma to faint, which caused Ryuichi to try to catch him. The weight and height overbalanced Ryuichi so they both fell to the ground on top of the bowl of soup Ryuichi just brought them. So, not only is he cut with some of the bowl pieces, Ryuichi managed to land wrong on his arm and break it, and Tohma managed to sprain his wrist trying to not land so hard on top of Ryuichi. ]

Comments

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. I just tripped and... pulled Ryuichi down with me.

[badnotes.livejournal.com]

You're both hurt. We should find a doctor.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. Ryuichi may need to get his arm looked at, though.

[badnotes.livejournal.com]

Give me your hand then.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I said I'm fine. Please... go back to bed.

[badnotes.livejournal.com]

That swelling is my imagination then.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

[ He knew it hurt. A lot. But the swelling? Great. That was something he hadn't noticed. And for once Tohma has nothing to say. ]

[badnotes.livejournal.com]

Let me help.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I'm supposed to be taking care of you.

[ One more pathetically failed attempt at getting on his feet. Stupid legs that feel like jello. ]

Not... the other way around.

[ ONCE MORE. Yaaaay, half standing position all on his own. Probability of sinking back to the floor within the next 5 minutes? 100%. ]

So let me do my job. Please.

[badnotes.livejournal.com]

[Watches you carefully. Moves within supporting distance, should you fall.]

You can't take care of me if you're hurt. [Again, matter of fact.]

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I can take care of you just fine!

[badnotes.livejournal.com]

[Coughs a few times, as if his body's trying to prove you right.] I'll be all right... go to the hospital with Sakuma-san, please, Seguchi-san.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

See? You need to go back to bed! There's no need for me to go to the hospital again.

[ This step toward you? It was a bad idea. Sliiiiding back down to the floor. ]

[badnotes.livejournal.com]

[Jumps forward, trying to catch you before you fall.] Seguchi-san!

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

[ Ahhh he doesn't know what to do. So much weakness in front of his cousin. He's supposed to be a role model, not a miserable pile of flesh who can't stand on his own feet. ]

I'm sorry.

[singsingbluesilver]

[ Sitting up watching them for a moment before sighing. ]

Tohma, sit with me, okay?

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

[ Will sit on the floor where he is. ]

[singsingbluesilver]

[ Wiggles over to where he is and hugs him with one arm. ]

I told you you should eat.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I know.

[singsingbluesilver]

It'll be fine. It's nothing really bad.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

Your arm... I don't think it will recover before your birthday.

[singsingbluesilver]

I don't need my arm to sing, Tohma.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

[ Well, guess who needs their wrists to play keyboards. ]

It... won't be as fun with a broken arm, though.

[singsingbluesilver]

...Yeah. I guess so.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

W-Well. You'll still get a cake!