sweetdeath | [19 | voice, Japanese]

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[19 | voice, Japanese]

Ow, my head--

So, uh. Sorry to worry you guys! You can ignore that thing the other day... this stupid thing wasn't supposed to turn on.

I'm just fine, really! Though I'm gonna have to spring for a new coat whenever I get home... man, dry-cleaning isn't gonna cut it for this kind of stuff.

That aside... uh, well, since I'm in the hospital anyway, you guys need help? I can wrap bandages with the best!

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... There is a hospital?

Tsuzuki!! How can you be so willing to help others after what just happened to you?

[ insert pervert lurking in the shadows here... ke ke ke ke ke ]

Don't worry me like that!

You're okay, right?

Here, this is for you Tsuzuki.

[ voice ; japanese ]

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Sure is! It's out on... man, what was it. Between Marshall Street and Ingles Trail, I think.

You're new here?

Back among the living, now, so to speak?

...Well, why not? I'm up on my feet again, anyway!

... I see.

I am.

[meanwhile, Tsuzuki is quite oblivious, busy with his communicator.]

Uh, yeah, just fine! Sorry about that, Abel.

...oh, come on, Watari. It could've happened to anyone!

Seems so! ... So to speak.

Uh, so how have you been?

... You died.

[A long sigh]

Do you need someone at the hospital to help out at all? I wouldn't mind helping you.

[ the doctor decides it's real! Judging from the responses Tsuzuki is sending over the communicator, it's still the gullible Tsuzuki-san... it's a surprise, but a pleasant one nevertheless. He expects Tsuzuki to be more broken than this... ]

Well, well. If we aren't drawn together by the red threads of fate itself, Tsuzuki-san, I wonder what it is that keeps our paths converging like this?

[ and he approaches, confidently~ very confidently ~ chuckling darkly as well ]

The depths of hell is truly the only place for our ilk... Ah-- but I will spare you the dramatics, just for now--

Good Morning, Tsuzuki-san. Did you have a pleasant sleep of death?

Well, it's good to meet you! I'm Tsuzuki Asato, and you?

...

Somehow, even I can't find it in myself to you know, agree to that. But then again, it's not like it's just you. Terazuma must be rubbing off you...

Much better than you, clearly~

A pleasure, Asato-san.

... I am just... A Medicine Seller.

[At first, the voice didn't even register. It couldn't be him; he wasn't here, after all. But the content was clear enough - and the voice - and, as Tsuzuki turned to face him, violet eyes going wide, the face.]

[A face he'd last seen streaked with blood, vanishing behind flames as he welcomed death-]

Muraki.

[His voice ran out, choking on all the things he might say. There were too many, and so he only sat in the bed, staring at the man like a wild animal caught by a spotlight.]

I've had worse.

...And - I'll be all right, I think; just need to stretch my legs a little! Well, that and pick up some lunch, maybe.

Terazuma got hurt too? What happened to him? - And is Wakaba all right?

Th-That was fast...!

Well... that's kind of a low bar today, you know.

[ Muraki smiles gently and then quietly inches closer. He reaches out to place a hand on Tsuzuki-san's cheek. ]

My, how pale you are, Tsuzuki-san. That cannot be good at all. Perhaps you shouldn't be up so soon--

[ he eyes the communicator a bit and smiles some more, amused. ]

Even if you mean to use your voice alone, it must be stressful. Far to stressful.

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