[BOFF goes the pillow off their face, uselessly. This sure has been a day! Douman is too distracted by the bolt in their shoulder, letting go of Omi's hand only so they can try to pull the thing out.]
An accident? You call this an accident?!
[The scent of blood is...so strong. So very strong. They lick their lips again, looking positively rabid. They lift the glock again.]
Ah, Omi...you should look away. Maybe I should just kill all the rest of you and be done with it. I'm not going to waste time with who's friend and who's foe, you know!
anyway. molly falls. the ropes and jumper cables are dislodged just enough for yuel and gu yun to get out of the blankets. yuel is still attached to gojou's hand, until he elbows her. she lets out a pained noise, and then scrambles back for just one second, before throwing herself at gojou once more. her tail flicks wildly as she bites the shit out of gojou anywhere she can reach, arms, neck, torso, hands, whatever. every time a bite lands, it leaves behind a painful burning sensation, vein deep.
gu yun, on the other hand, gets whacked by a golf club. ow. he doesn't appear to like this very much, but - you know. he's only out of commission for a second, before he's yanking the golf club out of molly's hand, standing. he's smiling - the same way yasha was. he lifts a foot, and brings it down right into molly's face, aiming to break his nose.
omi, on the other hand, apparently doesn't hear douman. instead, he runs right in - and you'd think that maybe he was going to go for grace because she's the only one not getting bullied, but no. no, he goes to help gojou, shouting and trying to drag yuel off.]
[ okay, well, douman is clearly A Problem, and Grace's eyes flickers between them and the rest, but-- well! well. instead she snarls ]
Stop being insane for five minutes and help us tie them down or something, asshole!
[ fuck it she's busy!! douman can shoot her if he wants but he risks shooting omi now that he's in the fray and so she goes to tackle gu yun to the ground! no touchy the good clown, she likes this one. ]
[god there are so many people in this tiny fucking hotel room its truly an anime con in here with all these shitty cosplayers and horny clowns
he doesn't have much cool to say in terms of one liners because he's busy getting his weapons stolen and his nose all borked.
prone enemy, in melee range? that's advantage, bud. molly's definitely got a fucked up nose now - but. pain and blood doesn't bother him that much. fuck it. trying to help grace out by grabbing that offending ankle and twisting as hard as he can. maybe he'll go down and have a harder time getting back up with a fucked up foot.]
I'll take six seconds of fucking sanity right now, thank you!
[ Why does Yuel suddenly have rabies. Gojou gets bitten wherever several times until he gets a hold of her shoulders. The pain might be sinking into his sink, deep into his muscles, but the adrenaline keeps his mind off it. Right when he thinks he can get a handle on her, then also put her into some kind of hold... Maybe use the blankets (many thoughts happening despite the yelling), Omi(?) comes over to help him.
He squints, suspicious, but what can he do right now. Room is CHAOS. ]
If you actually want to help, calm gramps down?!
[ If he gets an opening, he's going to try to approach the clown. Also, because he left his items outside........... ]
It was an accident! So put the gun down—also, nice hat.
[Where is Omi going? There are people screaming, kicking, but they fall on deaf ears. And Omi is going to...]
[Gojou?]
[Douman's eyes narrow, head swimming with pain, with bloodlust that seems to be coming from...somewhere. This whole room is chaos, and chaos, why, chaos is uch a beautiful thing, but Omi, why is Omi...]
Eh? [And they focus on Gojou with their remaining eye.] Uh, thank you, I...
[They look at the gun and just...lower it. Well, okay, at least the clown isn't going to shoot anyone. For now.]
[gu yun hits the floor, tackled by grace, and also has his ankle twisted terribly - he's being bullied now, but that's fine. it's fine, because he pulls a - letter opener? where did he get that - out of his sleeve and brings it down to stab repeatedly into grace's back. and if that doesn't stop her, he rams his head forward in an attempt to headbutt her.
yuel writhes and tries to get free, being held down by both gojou and omi, the latter of which ignores gojou entirely and tries to knock her to the floor. down she goes, to the floor, and she gasps out:] Grace - help --
[as omi starts to, uh. suffocate her with the blankets. hm.]
[ YUEL THIS ISN'T ABOUT YOU SHE'S BEING STABBED RIGHT NOW
which is to say no, grace is not a clown who enjoys being stabbed and goes huehuehue blood, she just screams and jerks in pain but unfortunately for her doesn't let go until she's headbutted square in the face. her hands go slack for a second as she brings it up to her face reflexively. the good(?) news is! douman is not the only wrath adjacent person in the room right now, and while her head is still ringing and there's blood dripping down that and her back making everything painful and she's lost her crossbow, she still has four bolts! and she is very pissed now!
so since she's no longer in the mood, gu yun can have another one of those stabbed into him somewhere because she's got double vision from the headache. ]
I don't forking know what's happening! Use your godsdamned eyes-- Eye and figure it out!
[i don't know about you guys but this is really just a normal con hotel room still at this point
Molly manages to get up since nothing is messing with him at the moment, blood just pouring down his face and into his teeth. at the stabbing and screaming and whatever the shit is happening with yuel, molly will leap to help grace first. she seems the most in distress. gu yun's on the ground so he'll scramble over to try and slam the fireaxe handle against his temple - knock him out cold without planting the blade in his head.]
Help Yuel? She was attacking Grace and bit me everywhere!
[ But at the same time, he can't have Omi killing her. He whacks Omi's hands to make him stop doing that. Bad. BAD! STOP THAT. If it doesn't help, he shoves Omi back so he can pull the blanket off to let her breathe. He doesn't give her another second to try and sink her poisonous little fangs in him and punches her in the temple to knock her out. ]
[Honestly, a part of Douman would be happy to just popcorn at all of this nonsense. But with Omi now trying to kill Yuel, Douman feels off kilter - before Gojou's command makes them snap their attention up.]
[Molly and Grace? Well, Gu Yu has been stabbed by a crossbow bolt, and been knocked in the head with a fireaxe, so it doesn't seem like there's...much of a problem? But Douman strides over, placing a solid foot against Gu Yun's arm holding the letter opener before bending down to swipe it out of his hand.]
[gu yun is having a time! he has a few crossbow bolts in him and now he is unconscious. probably? he goes limp when molly whacks him against the temple, eyes closed, and he's... bleeding all over the place. douman also now has a letter opener, which seems bad.
omi, on the other hand, doesn't seem to like the fact that gojou is trying to get him to stop murdering yuel? what the fuck. before gojou can knock yuel out, omi turns on gojou, grabbing him by the neck and just, you know, doing a friendly strangle. die!
yuel, meanwhile, grabs for that golf club that got discarded, and breaks it in half. with molly distracted, she turns to him and just shoves the pointy end through him with a sort of inhuman strength. right through the chest - not the heart, but like, it has probably clipped a lung if not gone straight through.
familiar imagery, right?
but once she's done that, she actually backs off, looking horrified, hands coming up to cover her mouth.]
[ well, now that gu yun was knocked out (good) and unarmed (good) by douman (bad), grace does quick work of grabbing the rope and tying him up so he can stay that way. of course that's when omi decides to strangle gojou and yuel stab molly! and that's bad. that is, in fact, terrible! ]
Molly!
[ she screams, helpfully. but yuel is stepping back and not twisting the... golf club in the wound, and since grace is not sure she can count on douman for... anything at all, ever, right now, but especially to stop omi, she makes the worst possible split decision probably ]
Help him! [ she's a little wobbly from having forgotten she was stabbed recently when she gets up, but she can still grab the pipe from near the door and attempts to just hit omi in the back of the head to knock him out. with a pipe. you do what you can with the tools lying around, it's fine. hopefully douman doesn't shoot her. ]
[if i had a nickel for every time I've been stabbed through the fucking chest i'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot, but it's fucking annoying that it's happened twice
seems he was a little distracted by the bleeding person in front of him (again) so maybe this is actually a fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me situation. he's mostly just shocked? (again.) oh to be a fucking clown that's playing out your own memories in a real life comedy theater for all your new friends. And you've just see the grave, Mollymauk. should have learned some lessons!
anyway, he still has the axe in one hand and idly considers taking a swing back at yuel, looking down at it in a bit of a haze, but ultimately the only thing he does is reach a hand up to wrap about the golf club and open his mouth
and just like a shitload of blood pours out. cool comeback!]
[ What!! The fuck!! Gojou is having some whiplash from Omi first accusing them of trying to kill Gu Yun and Yuel, then Omi trying to kill Yuel, and now Omi is strangling him. Instinctively, he grabs onto his wrist and has every intention to crush it before he has his last breath, but Grace comes to the rescue with their new friend the pipe. The grip on Omi's wrist tightens with all intention to crush it including bones because he doesn't want to die here.
In his peripheral, he sees what happens to Molly and his eyes blow out wide. A voice rings through his head—"I asked miss Beauregard what we could do for her, and she did give us a task. She asked to make sure Mollymauk doesn't self destruct." He already knew he couldn't help with that, but at the very least he would try to keep him alive. There's not much he can say when he's being choked out in a not nice way, so he gives Omi a massive headbutt, he knees his stomach, everything. He needs Omi off!
No orders for Douman this time. Douman is free to do as they wish in this chaos, including popcorn. ]
[In the haze of blood, chaos, and violence, Douman realizes two things:]
[First, that Omi is not the real Omi. Or at least, this is something posing as Omi, or possessing him. Even in a life or death situation, they hardly think that Omi would resort to such measures.]
[Second, that they are totally, completely fine with Omi strangling Gojou. Honestly, that's poetic. If Omi really likes Gojou so much, then Douman is perfectly content to let this other Omi destroy him. It's fine!]
[But Grace's call makes Douman snap their head up - turning to Molly and Yuel, they rush over, luckily missing Grace's attempt to knock out Omi, and raise their hand above Yuel's head.]
Now, now, you had your fun.
[And with a solid chop, they pistol whip her on the furry head with the glock.]
[a whack. omi goes down. his wrist also cracks and breaks, which is really overkill, but hey, you got him!
and - there goes yuel too, actually! yuel, gu yun, and omi all are passed out on the floor. some of them are bleeding, some are a little broken, but they're still alive.
the room doesn't change. nothing happens. it's silent, except for probably the sound of molly trying to breathe around his new fashionable golf club.]
[ grace breathes harshly while still holding the pipe, staring a bit at omi and yuel before it sets in that the fight is over and she drops both that and gojou (it's just a little strangulation he's fine) to rush over to molly. fretting because he has a new fashionable golf club accessory. ]
Fuck. [ it's whispered softly because seeing it up close is worse, but. alright, she'll grab molly to at least keep him upright for now! she's the shortest so it's a terrible idea for her to do this but it's reflexive! ] Okay, okay, um, we have to... we have to keep it in right now, so we need to keep it-- stable? It'd help if it wasn't so long, too, but we'll-- make do. [ after a quick look around, she turns in the direction of the other two: ] Grab one of the sheets, we'll make makeshift bandages or something, it'll have to do!
[The sound is, uh, probably pretty fucking awful. Lots of gasping, some of that crinkly paper bag collapsed lung noise, and some blood gurgling. stop complaining, molly, you're still alive at least. Is he upright? Is he? He might still sort of be, but only because Grace is physically holding him. His feet are only theoretically able to support him at this moment. He's still got the axe in a death grip, claws around the shaft of the golf club. the golf club that is sticking out of his chest. there may also be a part that is causing a bump in the back of his coat.
his eyes roll around in his head while he tries to, uh, think for a godsdamned minute instead of just launching himself right back to flashes of-- a man with a glaive. someone else yelling his name. `Respect.` but the twist of the blade isn't coming. so for now, he's suspended in that fucking moment, where his betrayer of a body hasn't quite realized that it's supposed to be dead.
When he tries to speak it's a little hard to make out, but he's stubbornly going for it anyway. ]
Fuck. Really, fuc-- fucking embarrassin--
[cool that was worth sharing with the class! At the very least, it doesn't hurt too terribly bad at the moment and he's got a high pain tolerance. thank gods for the shock response. It definitely won't kill him shortly if they don't figure out how to get back to those pods. ]
[ Yeah, Gojou is overall fine despite the strangling... It's not too bad, though he touches his neck as a check, then also the bites that Yuel left. How bad is it? He's not bleeding from these bites, right? There's no venom or anything from an Erune, right... His blood is still pumping, which makes it hard for him to tell how bad the pain is—good. He croaks as he tries to speak, then coughs before regaining his voice. Albeit, soft. ]
I can break off more of the golf club if we want to do that.
[ He has enough of a steady hand to keep the part lodged in Molly still and break off excess though it'd still leave a fistful of protruding golf club left. For now, he does what Grace instructs first. Quickly, he brings a sheet and hangs it over her elbows, then takes her place in keeping Molly standing. They should keep moving, shouldn't they? At least outside of this forsaken room. Gojou gestures to Grace that they should at least go out into the hallway. ]
It'd be best if you save your breath and blood, my liege. [ To Douman: ] Gramps, you doing all right?
[ With the missing eye, the arrow, and everything. Gojou expects the large man to take a seat and regain himself. Time to move Molly! Slowly! Small steps! ]
[Douman is distracted for the moment, moving over to Omi's prone body to press a finger against his neck. Still alive. Good. Even if its a fake Omi...well.]
[Now, to turn back to this whole...golf club situation. It looks like a terrible wound, but it seems Grace and Gojou have it covered, for the most part.]
...I'm fine. [It's an understatement to say they're used to pain - even through the exhaustion, there's a thrumming of adrenaline after it all. This is truly their element, to be standing here after chaos, covered in blood. Even the arrow in their shoulder feels like its mildly throbbing compared to everything else. With a heavy sigh, they turn to trod outside the room into the hallway.] We need to find our way back, hm.
[ WELL FINE THEN I GUESS SHE WILL TEAR UP SOME SHEETS AND USE THEM FOR THE WORLD'S WORST DRESSINGS so she can secure the golf club in place. this is horrible. it's stabilized! molly might not die ... immediately! ]
[if gojou even tries to start messing with the club molly is objecting please no touchy it's horrible enough already. he's just wheezing away it's fine. and he's able to complain when grace starts tying bedsheets on his titties, so. he's alive enough for the moment. And mostly not bleeding from the actual wound, which is the wonderful thing about impalments. The bleeding out comes after you yank the thing out!
Moving to just lean on the axe more, looking around.]
Going to-- fuckin' die again. [wheeze.] With this ... [wheeze.] boner squad. [who taught him that.]
[ He's not going to touch the golf club since no one told him to!! He's just keeping Molly standing while realizing. Ah, yes. There is no door. ]
This is bullshit.
[ He'd rather be trapped in his box prison, surrounded by unnamed skeletons, but he supposes everyone here is better company. Also, he never got to open his third door and now he's left wondering what it could have been, but seeing the bodies that definitely tried to kill them on the floor... Maybe it was for the best? Maybe his indecisiveness got rewarded? ]
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[BOFF goes the pillow off their face, uselessly. This sure has been a day! Douman is too distracted by the bolt in their shoulder, letting go of Omi's hand only so they can try to pull the thing out.]
An accident? You call this an accident?!
[The scent of blood is...so strong. So very strong. They lick their lips again, looking positively rabid. They lift the glock again.]
Ah, Omi...you should look away. Maybe I should just kill all the rest of you and be done with it. I'm not going to waste time with who's friend and who's foe, you know!
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anyway. molly falls. the ropes and jumper cables are dislodged just enough for yuel and gu yun to get out of the blankets. yuel is still attached to gojou's hand, until he elbows her. she lets out a pained noise, and then scrambles back for just one second, before throwing herself at gojou once more. her tail flicks wildly as she bites the shit out of gojou anywhere she can reach, arms, neck, torso, hands, whatever. every time a bite lands, it leaves behind a painful burning sensation, vein deep.
gu yun, on the other hand, gets whacked by a golf club. ow. he doesn't appear to like this very much, but - you know. he's only out of commission for a second, before he's yanking the golf club out of molly's hand, standing. he's smiling - the same way yasha was. he lifts a foot, and brings it down right into molly's face, aiming to break his nose.
omi, on the other hand, apparently doesn't hear douman. instead, he runs right in - and you'd think that maybe he was going to go for grace because she's the only one not getting bullied, but no. no, he goes to help gojou, shouting and trying to drag yuel off.]
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Stop being insane for five minutes and help us tie them down or something, asshole!
[ fuck it she's busy!! douman can shoot her if he wants but he risks shooting omi now that he's in the fray and so she goes to tackle gu yun to the ground! no touchy the good clown, she likes this one. ]
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he doesn't have much cool to say in terms of one liners because he's busy getting his weapons stolen and his nose all borked.
prone enemy, in melee range? that's advantage, bud. molly's definitely got a fucked up nose now - but. pain and blood doesn't bother him that much. fuck it. trying to help grace out by grabbing that offending ankle and twisting as hard as he can. maybe he'll go down and have a harder time getting back up with a fucked up foot.]
I'll take six seconds of fucking sanity right now, thank you!
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He squints, suspicious, but what can he do right now. Room is CHAOS. ]
If you actually want to help, calm gramps down?!
[ If he gets an opening, he's going to try to approach the clown. Also, because he left his items outside........... ]
It was an accident! So put the gun down—also, nice hat.
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[Wait.]
[Where is Omi going? There are people screaming, kicking, but they fall on deaf ears. And Omi is going to...]
[Gojou?]
[Douman's eyes narrow, head swimming with pain, with bloodlust that seems to be coming from...somewhere. This whole room is chaos, and chaos, why, chaos is uch a beautiful thing, but Omi, why is Omi...]
Eh? [And they focus on Gojou with their remaining eye.] Uh, thank you, I...
[They look at the gun and just...lower it. Well, okay, at least the clown isn't going to shoot anyone. For now.]
What's...happening?
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yuel writhes and tries to get free, being held down by both gojou and omi, the latter of which ignores gojou entirely and tries to knock her to the floor. down she goes, to the floor, and she gasps out:] Grace - help --
[as omi starts to, uh. suffocate her with the blankets. hm.]
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which is to say no, grace is not a clown who enjoys being stabbed and goes huehuehue blood, she just screams and jerks in pain but unfortunately for her doesn't let go until she's headbutted square in the face. her hands go slack for a second as she brings it up to her face reflexively. the good(?) news is! douman is not the only wrath adjacent person in the room right now, and while her head is still ringing and there's blood dripping down that and her back making everything painful and she's lost her crossbow, she still has four bolts! and she is very pissed now!
so since she's no longer in the mood, gu yun can have another one of those stabbed into him somewhere because she's got double vision from the headache. ]
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[i don't know about you guys but this is really just a normal con hotel room still at this point
Molly manages to get up since nothing is messing with him at the moment, blood just pouring down his face and into his teeth. at the stabbing and screaming and whatever the shit is happening with yuel, molly will leap to help grace first. she seems the most in distress. gu yun's on the ground so he'll scramble over to try and slam the fireaxe handle against his temple - knock him out cold without planting the blade in his head.]
Someone help Yuel already!
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[ But at the same time, he can't have Omi killing her. He whacks Omi's hands to make him stop doing that. Bad. BAD! STOP THAT. If it doesn't help, he shoves Omi back so he can pull the blanket off to let her breathe. He doesn't give her another second to try and sink her poisonous little fangs in him and punches her in the temple to knock her out. ]
Douman, help Molly and Grace!
[ can he even do that. ]
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[Honestly, a part of Douman would be happy to just popcorn at all of this nonsense. But with Omi now trying to kill Yuel, Douman feels off kilter - before Gojou's command makes them snap their attention up.]
[Molly and Grace? Well, Gu Yu has been stabbed by a crossbow bolt, and been knocked in the head with a fireaxe, so it doesn't seem like there's...much of a problem? But Douman strides over, placing a solid foot against Gu Yun's arm holding the letter opener before bending down to swipe it out of his hand.]
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omi, on the other hand, doesn't seem to like the fact that gojou is trying to get him to stop murdering yuel? what the fuck. before gojou can knock yuel out, omi turns on gojou, grabbing him by the neck and just, you know, doing a friendly strangle. die!
yuel, meanwhile, grabs for that golf club that got discarded, and breaks it in half. with molly distracted, she turns to him and just shoves the pointy end through him with a sort of inhuman strength. right through the chest - not the heart, but like, it has probably clipped a lung if not gone straight through.
familiar imagery, right?
but once she's done that, she actually backs off, looking horrified, hands coming up to cover her mouth.]
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Molly!
[ she screams, helpfully. but yuel is stepping back and not twisting the... golf club in the wound, and since grace is not sure she can count on douman for... anything at all, ever, right now, but especially to stop omi, she makes the worst possible split decision probably ]
Help him! [ she's a little wobbly from having forgotten she was stabbed recently when she gets up, but she can still grab the pipe from near the door and attempts to just hit omi in the back of the head to knock him out. with a pipe. you do what you can with the tools lying around, it's fine. hopefully douman doesn't shoot her. ]
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seems he was a little distracted by the bleeding person in front of him (again) so maybe this is actually a fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me situation. he's mostly just shocked? (again.) oh to be a fucking clown that's playing out your own memories in a real life comedy theater for all your new friends. And you've just see the grave, Mollymauk. should have learned some lessons!
anyway, he still has the axe in one hand and idly considers taking a swing back at yuel, looking down at it in a bit of a haze, but ultimately the only thing he does is reach a hand up to wrap about the golf club and open his mouth
and just like a shitload of blood pours out. cool comeback!]
Shite.
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In his peripheral, he sees what happens to Molly and his eyes blow out wide. A voice rings through his head—"I asked miss Beauregard what we could do for her, and she did give us a task. She asked to make sure Mollymauk doesn't self destruct." He already knew he couldn't help with that, but at the very least he would try to keep him alive. There's not much he can say when he's being choked out in a not nice way, so he gives Omi a massive headbutt, he knees his stomach, everything. He needs Omi off!
No orders for Douman this time. Douman is free to do as they wish in this chaos, including popcorn. ]
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[First, that Omi is not the real Omi. Or at least, this is something posing as Omi, or possessing him. Even in a life or death situation, they hardly think that Omi would resort to such measures.]
[Second, that they are totally, completely fine with Omi strangling Gojou. Honestly, that's poetic. If Omi really likes Gojou so much, then Douman is perfectly content to let this other Omi destroy him. It's fine!]
[But Grace's call makes Douman snap their head up - turning to Molly and Yuel, they rush over, luckily missing Grace's attempt to knock out Omi, and raise their hand above Yuel's head.]
Now, now, you had your fun.
[And with a solid chop, they pistol whip her on the furry head with the glock.]
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and - there goes yuel too, actually! yuel, gu yun, and omi all are passed out on the floor. some of them are bleeding, some are a little broken, but they're still alive.
the room doesn't change. nothing happens. it's silent, except for probably the sound of molly trying to breathe around his new fashionable golf club.]
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Fuck. [ it's whispered softly because seeing it up close is worse, but. alright, she'll grab molly to at least keep him upright for now! she's the shortest so it's a terrible idea for her to do this but it's reflexive! ] Okay, okay, um, we have to... we have to keep it in right now, so we need to keep it-- stable? It'd help if it wasn't so long, too, but we'll-- make do. [ after a quick look around, she turns in the direction of the other two: ] Grab one of the sheets, we'll make makeshift bandages or something, it'll have to do!
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his eyes roll around in his head while he tries to, uh, think for a godsdamned minute instead of just launching himself right back to flashes of-- a man with a glaive. someone else yelling his name. `Respect.` but the twist of the blade isn't coming. so for now, he's suspended in that fucking moment, where his betrayer of a body hasn't quite realized that it's supposed to be dead.
When he tries to speak it's a little hard to make out, but he's stubbornly going for it anyway. ]
Fuck. Really, fuc-- fucking embarrassin--
[cool that was worth sharing with the class! At the very least, it doesn't hurt too terribly bad at the moment and he's got a high pain tolerance. thank gods for the shock response. It definitely won't kill him shortly if they don't figure out how to get back to those pods. ]
... Keep moving.
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I can break off more of the golf club if we want to do that.
[ He has enough of a steady hand to keep the part lodged in Molly still and break off excess though it'd still leave a fistful of protruding golf club left. For now, he does what Grace instructs first. Quickly, he brings a sheet and hangs it over her elbows, then takes her place in keeping Molly standing. They should keep moving, shouldn't they? At least outside of this forsaken room. Gojou gestures to Grace that they should at least go out into the hallway. ]
It'd be best if you save your breath and blood, my liege. [ To Douman: ] Gramps, you doing all right?
[ With the missing eye, the arrow, and everything. Gojou expects the large man to take a seat and regain himself. Time to move Molly! Slowly! Small steps! ]
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[Now, to turn back to this whole...golf club situation. It looks like a terrible wound, but it seems Grace and Gojou have it covered, for the most part.]
...I'm fine. [It's an understatement to say they're used to pain - even through the exhaustion, there's a thrumming of adrenaline after it all. This is truly their element, to be standing here after chaos, covered in blood. Even the arrow in their shoulder feels like its mildly throbbing compared to everything else. With a heavy sigh, they turn to trod outside the room into the hallway.] We need to find our way back, hm.
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there's just a room! they're just in a hotel room, with no door. that's weird.
the lights flicker. all four them (yes, gojou too) all just are bleeding in this weird shivery hotel room.]
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looks at the other three.
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Oh, great, the door walked away before we could.
[ WELL FINE THEN I GUESS SHE WILL TEAR UP SOME SHEETS AND USE THEM FOR THE WORLD'S WORST DRESSINGS so she can secure the golf club in place. this is horrible. it's stabilized! molly might not die ... immediately! ]
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Moving to just lean on the axe more, looking around.]
Going to-- fuckin' die again. [wheeze.] With this ... [wheeze.] boner squad. [who taught him that.]
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This is bullshit.
[ He'd rather be trapped in his box prison, surrounded by unnamed skeletons, but he supposes everyone here is better company. Also, he never got to open his third door and now he's left wondering what it could have been, but seeing the bodies that definitely tried to kill them on the floor... Maybe it was for the best? Maybe his indecisiveness got rewarded? ]
Can you guys search the room?
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