scraping the bottom

[musubi]

Characters: [ou] Isamu Nitta and OPEN.
Setting: library
Format: any
Summary: The growths that helped Isamu survive in the passageways of Amala are falling away, leaving a sickly, vulnerable mess of a teenager behind.
Warnings: Possible grossness?

The following message, meant to be filtered but failing to be so, is left on the network:

H -
help
- I

Isamu will not respond to anyone who answers, but will remain curled up in his seat at the console, knees pulled up to his chin. He's shivering, despite the layer of sweat that's causing the crumbling dirt-like remains of the growths to become mud on his skin, and he's hardly slept in days. One might think that being shirtless still would be counterproductive to his recovery, but he doesn't want anything touching his skin right now.

Withdrawal from the magatsuhi, the energy the demons fed on, is doing a number on his system. For now, the worst has basically passed, but he isn't aware of this. As far as he's concerned, he could be dying again and he doesn't know what to do.


((ooc: Sorry for a second post so soon, but I didn't want to inflict this on others when they had their own plots/intros going on.))

Comments

[terreifying]

[Rei, both hands clasped behind her back, looks down at the boy all crouched up in his seat at the consul.]

Heeeey~. What'cha doin'?

[She wonders if he should poke him, if he remains still.]

[musubi]

[Isamu peers up to give her the best glare he can manage (which isn't very threatening looking, considering). This isn't who he'd asked for.

He says nothing, but he's not sure he can afford to turn away any help right now.]

[terreifying]

Hmmm? Is there something wrong?

[She leans in closer.]

[musubi]

[...He's not yet sure if he's this desperate. He thought he might have been, but now that he's getting attention from someone like her...]

...Get away from me.

[terreifying]

[She frowns.]

Are you sure you want that?

[musubi]

You're just here to laugh at me.

[Look at the miserable failure. Can't even help himself anymore. His former friend might have said that if he were here. Isn't that right?]

this is an icon mule account

[nottheonly]

No I'm not.

[True to her word, there isn't the slightest hint of a smile.]

Why are you afraid that I will?

[musubi]

[Even if she says that, she could just as well be lying. He pulls back further, though there really isn't much further back for him to go.

It's hard to form a proper rebuttal. Everything is mud.]

I'm not afraid. I never said I was afraid.

[nottheonly]

...Then why are you pulling back?

[musubi]

Because... I don't need you in my personal space!

[Everything he says is rasped out, and it's impossible for him to be very convincing with this argument.]

[nottheonly]

What if I went and got a real doctor? Would that be better?

[musubi]

What's he gonna fix?

[He attempts a hollow sort of laugh.]

This isn't a natural sickness. He can't just give me a pill.

[nottheonly]

There's healers here who also use magic stuff. They're pretty good.

[musubi]

Like what the demons use? I don't need any of that...

[He slumps down a little. Conversation is tiring.]

[nottheonly]

I don't know. I've never tried asking which magic is which.

[musubi]

Isn't it all the same?

[nottheonly]

No, there's different sorts of magic, I think. Like, the stuff angels do is different from the stuff humans do.

[musubi]

Angels...

[He chuckles a little.] Those are just demons too. I've seen them. I've seen what they're... capable of.

[nottheonly]

Not all angels are bad. I've met one or two nice ones here. But they're from different worlds than I am.

[musubi]

They're all under her control. Not a one of them could be good for a-anything.

[He shudders involuntarily and brings a hand to his forehead.]

[terreifying]

Who are you talking about, this her?

[musubi]

If you don't know... then I'm not gonna tell you.

[Bloodshot yellow eyes glare at her again.]

[nottheonly]

...Does it start with an "L?"

[If it does, then she has a pretty good idea what he's talking about.]

[musubi]

[His eyes narrow and he shakes his head. Nowhere close.]

[nottheonly]

Oh, different "her" then. But I've never known anyone other than Lilith and ADAM to control angels.