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[looselips]

Characters: Caster and Shinji
Setting: Floor Two, backdated to the 16th
Format: IDK I wrote in action but I'll match
Summary: Caster takes Shinji to the infirmary after an unfortunate run-in
Warnings: Blood and injuries, I think that's it?

[When Caster sets him down in the infirmary, Shinji wobbles. He's definitely pale when he flops backward onto the hospital bed, which he realizes a moment later is probably not the best course of action, because the abrupt movement makes his head spin again. ("Urgh.") More carefully this time, he turns his head to look to Caster, though his expression is somewhat unfocused.]

[He's pretty sure his leg is still bleeding. Maybe he hit something bad after all. Maybe he'll die anyway. This is probably better than dying afraid and potentially on fire, but he still can't say he's looking forward to it, and especially not when he doesn't even understand what happened.]


Characters: OU!Kariya and Lancelot and Shinji
Setting: Cafeteria, backdated to the weather event (spring)
Format: I'LL MATCH HERE TOO
Summary: Wading pools are a problem when you're under four feet tall :[
Warnings: N...one?

[If Shinji had known that the cafeteria would be well on its way to underwater when the elevator refused to work, he would have just stayed upstairs.]

[Unfortunately, he hadn't, so when he makes his way downstairs on foot and with one injured leg, he's less than pleased with the sight that greets him. For someone his size, the water is probably about half his height, and he has the issue of bandages to consider. Not that those aren't damper than they should be already. Leaning heavily on his uninjured leg, he glares down at the accumulated water from his place on the stairs, as though that will somehow make it recede enough for him to get something to eat.]


[ ooc: if you want to do a backdated thing with Shinji, too, contact me and I can set up a thread for you too o/ ]

Comments

[koncubine]

I didn't think you were stupid enough to get into a battle without Rider, but I was wrong there.

[She waves off the question for a moment, digging through a cupboard to look for bandages. She lets out a triumphant little noise when she finally grabs the right box.]

Why did I save you, you mean? It wasn't for the thank you I'm probably not going to get, obviously.

[looselips]

If you're going to run your mouth, why don't you try knowing what you're talking about first? I didn't do anything before they attacked me.

[And he still doesn't really get why, so he has come out of the situation feeling more puzzled than upset or angry. He lies back again, listening to her rifle through the cupboard.]

Yeah, so how about you stop playing coy and spill? Maybe you'll get lucky and I'll be overcome with gratitude after all. [But probably not.]

[koncubine]

Oh, and it had nothing to do with that mouth of yours, hmm? Even if you didn't provoke them, you shouldn't be wandering off on your own.

[Caster makes a face and lifts her hand up. Watch out, Shinji, there's suddenly a flying box of bandages headed at your face.]

Hmm, you know, little boys who don't ask nicely don't get their questions answered! Try again.

[looselips]

No, it didn't! [He sounds kind of indignant that she would suggest otherwise.] Sorry, dealing with a couple of nutjobs that started talking about me tasting good wasn't an eventuality I was prepared for. I—

[But then she throws the box at him. He just barely manages to raise an arm up so that it bounces off the side of his forearm, but he hisses. The puncture wound in his leg is by far the worst, but that doesn't mean his other limbs have come out without being so much as grazed, apparently.]

[With all of his usual petulance, he throws the box back at her as hard as he can. It isn't aimed well.]

"Ask nicely"? Maybe I would have, if you hadn't started throwing crap at me!

[koncubine]

You would run into cannibals. Is your luck E-rank or something when you're by yourself?

[She doesn't even bother to dodge, and the box passes her by a foot or so. Caster stays where she is, crossing her arms and staring Shinji down.]

You know, following you around isn't exactly fun for me either. If you want an answer along with getting your wounds wrapped up, vent at someone else.

[Ohh, if it wasn't for her Master, she'd have nothing to do with this stupid scene.]

[looselips]

Why the hell are you following me around? Or, wait, are you going to tell me to ask nicely about why you're stalking me, too?

[He doesn't say anything about them being cannibals, since while the situation seems deeper than that from what little he could gather, he isn't sure how many details he wants to cough up to this twit.]

If you're not going to help, then... Just...!

[He struggles to sit up again, not that he knows much about tending wounds himself.]

[koncubine]

I saved you for the same reason I'm following you, obviously! Can't you tell that much?

[She's willing to wait until Shinji settles down before trying to pry answers out of him. A half-answer on her part might pacify him a little, so she'll give him that much.]

Someone asked me to. Now, stop acting stupid and lay down, won't you?

[She walks over, after picking up the box, and pushes him back down. He's only going to make it worse if he keeps this up, so she starts on wrapping the wounds quickly before he can.]

[looselips]

Yeah, that's real helpful when you won't tell me why that is!

[Huff!! But no, he doesn't struggle when she pushes him down and gets to work, mostly because he feels dizzy and kind of sick when he's upright. Being forced down doesn't help that feeling any, but what can you do?]

[There are a few moments of blessed silence before he speaks again. His next question isn't exactly polite, but at least it isn't outright rude.]

Who asked you?

[koncubine]

[Well, no point in keeping in secret now. It'll come out eventually anyway. And since he's calming down, answering him might keep him quiet.]

My master did! Hakuno Kishinami.

[That alcohol's going to sting when it hits the wounds, but she's quick about it and keeps talking to distract him.]

That Saber was supposed to help, too, but she and Rider are gone, so it's just me left!

[looselips]

[When the alcohol hits, he tenses and flinches away reflexively, but he doesn't complain or give her a hard time like he might in any other situation or any other place. Not that he looks especially pleased, but he takes it better than he could have.]

Hakuno? [He scowls, and his tone is plainly a scoff when he speaks again.] Oh, yeah? Is she trying to get back in my good graces, or did she just do it to make herself feel better?

[koncubine]

[She raises an eyebrow, staring at him.]

I might be a Caster, but don't expect me to be psychic! How am I supposed to know her reasons for helping a brat like you?

[Good boy, Shinji. After the cleaning is done, she keeps speaking as she cuts the bandages to size and starts wrapping them.]

She's just that kind of person. Once she meets you, she can't get herself to leave things alone. She's too kind to others.

[looselips]

[To kind to others? If Shinji hadn't already been feeling sick, that would have been enough to make him nauseous. He doesn't even think about the way his scraped hands ball up.]

Ugh, never mind! Just shut your fat mouth. She's the last person I want to hear someone gushing about, and especially not from someone like you!

[She probably just pities him, he decides, and the thought of being pitied by someone like Hakuno just makes him feel even sicker, his stomach churning with how angry he suddenly is.]

[koncubine]

Stop that! You're going to make it worse.

[She grabs for his hands, trying to force them back open without hurting him.

She huffs, rolling her eyes. He really is angry about everything that happened, huh? In a way, she's sympathetic, but that's the hard truth of the Grail War. He shouldn't have gotten involved at all.]

I wasn't gushing! It's the truth. Do you know how much she thought about you, even after everything that happened? You know, if the situation was the other way around and she'd lost, she'd still feel the same way for making you kill her. It's just the way she is, whether that's a flaw or a virtue.

Now, sit still so I can finish! Then you can sulk all you want, if you're going to be that way.

[looselips]

[His hands loosen when they're grabbed. Not that he looks any more happy about the situation than he did a few seconds ago, but it seems like he might actually heed her advice about sitting still so she can work.]

[He can still grouse, though.]

Oh, she thought of me. Like that makes a big difference!

[koncubine]

Would you have rather been forgotten, Shinji?

[She wraps the bandages around his hands. Thick enough to keep them clean and safe from any hard surfaces, but thin enough so he can still use them. When she ties them off, though, it's a bit jerky and rough.]

Because there isn't anyone else from the war who bother remembering, except someone like that!

[looselips]

[Ouch. Direct hit. He deflates, though his expression is still plainly discontent, and looks away from her.]

...Whatever. Look, I'll call it even, but that doesn't mean I have to like her.

[He'll just seethe and stew in his bitterness in silence, then.]

[koncubine]

Hmm. Well, I guess that's good enough!

[She knows when to let that kind of conversation die. With a tap, she lets his hands go.]

There. As long as you stay out of trouble and rest, you should be fine.

[looselips]

[When though he still feels kind of dizzy and sick from blood loss, he tries to sit up now. He doesn't want to stay curled up in the infirmary like some kind of pathetic invalid.]

...Since we're just calling it even, I'm not going to thank you.

[He grumbles it.]

[koncubine]

How rude! But I suppose it's as good as I'll get from a tsundere little boy like you.

[She sits back, rolling her eyes.]

If you're not going to stay in bed, go eat something, at least! You lost a lot of blood, and I don't want to come pick you up if you pass out in the hallway, got it?

[looselips]

[He would probably grudgingly agree to eating something before crawling back to his room and sulking in bed there for a little while, but. There's something more important he has to address now.]

...Did you just call me tsundere?

[koncubine]

[She puts her hands on her hips, raising an eyebrow at him.]

I did. Do you have a problem with that, Tsunji?

[That is a terrible pun, Caster. Simply terrible.]

[looselips]

Of course I have a problem with it! [He almost seems aghast that he needs to clarify this point in the first place.] And don't call me that.

[koncubine]

Ohh, no way! This is my payment for saving you and patching you up after. I get to give you a great nickname. So, Tsunji it is!

[Her face splits in a smirk, and she can't help but keep using it, since it bothers him.]

[looselips]

[For a second, he puffs up further at the answer she gives. Then, suddenly, he seems to relax—not that he's going along with this quietly.]

Fine. Do whatever you want, otakubait.

[koncubine]

Coming from a shut-in gamer like you, I'll take that as a compliment! ♥

[As long as he doesn't poke fun at her tails and ears again, he can get away with that crack.]