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>>40831995 Toby enters the room, about to call out for Reapo again, but when he sees the sight before him he chokes on his own breath. He stops and stares at the hanging body-a strange, disgusting fascination playing out in his mind. He had seen this before. Once when he was very young, and many times over the past couple weeks. He didn't know why he was still shocked by it, and yet here he was. Staring dumbfounded at yet another poor soul.
Then he saw the blue glow out of the corner of his eye, and his face takes on a new kind of surprise. He stares at the girl for a moment, then back at the corpse, then slowly back to the girl. Somewhere in his brain, something ticked and a cold understanding came to him. He starts to shake.
"Is...Is that you?" he asks quietly as he gently nods to the corpse. He sniffs, wipes his nose and face again, then with a steel-will he shakily approaches the body. He studies it for a moment, makes a tiny nod to himself, then grabs a nearby chair to climb on. Slowly and carefully, he begins the process of getting the body down. Once he has her unhooked, he gently lays her over his shoulder and climbs off his chair.
With all the care of a man laying his fragile and elderly mother down to rest, he lays the body on the floor. Feet first, then head, taking care not to let it hit the floor too hard. Gently, he brushes her hair back and lifts her arms to her chest, giving the appearance that she is merely sleeping. He then takes his shirt off, folds it, and lays it under her head. He stares at the gently girl for a moment more before he takes his hat off and lays it over her face. Still shaking, he turns to Reapo and the young girl. He finds it hard to make eye contact with either of them, and merely stands there like an awkward little foal caught getting into mischief.
Throughout all this, Tykki has wondered from Reapo to the girl, to Toby, and back again. He softly whines, not understanding what's happening, and only feeling the tension in the room.
------------ >>40832158 >>40832290 Blue is still conscious as they patch him up, now laying on the ground with his head hanging and his eyes just sort of staring at the ground lazily. He hurt too much to think properly, but he was trying. He had the vague sense that Walks and Asma might not have been through hostile situation before, and he had the urge, the natural guard want, to help guide them...but he was too weak at the moment, and it sort of angered him. Carefully, he tries to put his thoughts in order, to form a mental checklist of what the situation needed-just as Shining had taught him.
So far, they had him bandaged. Alright. That was good, stopped the bleeding. But he was in shock..that's what this was. And they probably were too, they probably needed something to do.
He clears his throat a little so he can make himself heard.
"I need...a blanket. Lost too much blood...and some water.."
The thinking was helping him to calm down as well as distract him from the pain. This was good, he needed this.
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