[hizamaru: don't talk ok also hizamaru: ANIJA PLEASE ANSWER ME ARE YOU OK]
--Anija? [He honestly can't hide the bit of fright in his voice. Higekiri is usually always saying weird shit, but so rarely is Higekiri also bleeding out. He tries to speed up to meet the others without hurting Higekiri, without dragging the brother limp-legged across the ground.] It's okay. I'm here, Anija.
[He tries to both accept and brush off the concern from the others, mostly since he doesn't want to worry--who, Higekiri? Himself? Look, he doesn't want anyone to mention how bad it is right now when they are literally riding on a prayer.
Unfortunately, he has to give his sweet anija up once they are home for more skilled assistance. He won't let them push him any farther out than the engawa, and he paces fretful for who only knows how long--even when some of the others attempt to console him and get him to chill out.
He doesn't want to be left as the last vestiges of the Genji. That's a place for his brother. That's an honor for Higekiri no matter how proud he is of his masters, his heritage.
When he at last can go in (he never even left, help), he sits dutifully on his legs by Higekiri's side, quiet because he knows there's a need for rest. And also
because he has fallen asleep himself sitting up, chin on his chest.]
[hizamaru is there, so there's not much to worry about. after all, his brother is very reliable. that's why higekiri doesn't worry too much when he lets himself get dragged around by his brother and the other swords both. back to the citadel they go... though it's a little irksome that he cannot return on the strength of his own two legs. briefly, he wonders if this is the meaning of the word 'overconfidence'.
he will almost instantly forget this lesson.
especially with how repairs continue and - it's really only once he's out of hizamaru's sight that he lets himself completely give in to unconsciousness. at that point, he doesn't care enough to stay awake or assure anyone... so he simply doesn't. of course, he will never articulate this to hizamaru properly, so he'll also likely never realize the lengths that higekiri will go to try to keep him from worrying, small as they are. useless genji.
eventually he stirs, and despite the fact that he NEARLY DIED, he finds himself smiling almost immediately when he catches hiza just snoozing away at his bedside. funny. he shifts automatically, turning over on his side and reaching his hand out to boop hizamaru's nose—]
there is another pained, confused noise from higekiri because this additional weight on top of him isn't his fault this time?!]
Ahaha... it hurts...?
[HE SOUNDS SO BEWILDERED - though admittedly while he's had to go in for repairs before, they were fairly minor. sure, his wound is closed thanks to the repairs, but there's still some exhaustion and aches that linger. but it's not enough to get higekiri to stop being higekiri (is anything) and so he will just try to wiggle his arm free from underneath hizamaru.
so he can pat his head. there there....]
Good morning. [what time is it, he's not even checking] A drink sounds good.
[He didn't mean to fall onto his already hurt brother, and he sure as hell feels terrible about it afterward. He's very quick to scramble back up onto his legs--
--though he does pause to accept the head pat because he loves his brother, and also he's a sucker. Getting back up does not mean he moves away from Higekiri, however! He's still on his palms, peering worriedly at Higekiri.]
Good morning, Anija!
[He has to return this greeting.]
Okay. Water, Anija? Tea? The drink that tickles your mouth...?
Ahaha, it will be fine, won't it? I'll have to move this body again one way or another.
[no he should totally rest, but that doesn't really compute. he will just move to let himself roll back onto the futon, collecting his blankets again....]
Hmm... A tickle sounds good. Perhaps it will help me wake up.
[soda sounds like the last thing a patient should have, but hizamaru opened this door]
You should have one too. A different flavor. [why? just to share, probably]
As expected, he does not even question being return force offered a drink, or that it should be another flavor. If it is Higekiri's will, it shall be done.]
Okay, I will get us some. Stay here, Anija, [where's he going to go?!?!?!] and don't move too much.
[Already helping Higekiri with the blankets, smoothing them down before getting to his feet.] I won't be gone long. [LIKE HE THINKS HIGEKIRI WILL GET WORRIED.
He scuttles to the door and slides out of it. What's funny is Higekiri can hear the pitter-patter of his feet speeding away not at all like the polite and refined way he exited the room. He really hauls ass for niisan's soda.
After several minutes, a set of firm footsteps return... followed by the light pap-pap of a bunch of smaller feet? It's fine probably. The door opens, and Hizamaru steps in and kneels to put the tray down. Three tantous pop their head around the sliding door one, two, three in a vertical row: Gokotai, Imanotsurugi, and Houchou Toushirou. They greet Higekiri cheerfully, and then Gokotai hands something in plastic to Hizamaru. And then they wish Higekiri well as they say goodbye, and Hizamaru slides the door shut.]
[higekiri doesn't get worried, but he does experimentally try to move all of his limbs with different results. every time he manages to strain just a little bit too far, he manages a brief "ow?" followed by breathless laughter. it's fine, he was mended, so it's probably just soreness.
note to self: don't get stabbed again.
(note will be forgotten before the day is over.)
but wow, tantou. higekiri will greet them back politely, waving, and then waving goodbye... he might not have stopped waving at all. head empty, no thoughts! but he will turn to hizamaru with a smile]
Hizamaru looks a little OH N at the lapse of memory of names, but takes it in the same stride of knowing his brother really doesn't remember either of their names a lot of the time much less literally anyone else here. RIP.]
Mm. Gokotai, Imanotsurugi, and Houchou Toushirou.
[He will keep trying.
Two bottles stand on the tray. Looks like Ramune? There's also two cups which seem to have been taken as a formality even if they won't use them. The plastic feline tantou had handed over looks like a decorative pastry of some kind?]
They showed me how to-- [uh, hm. fix? work?] --make the drink. And they wanted to see if you were feeling better.
[How hard will this be for him? He's taking the wrapper off like instructed.......... He's using the lil cap to push down on the bead at the top......... He's strong, but it takes some effort? He has to push it down just right for the ball to pop into the bulb below and ding. OH FIZZ!!]
--Anija! Look!
[He presents to Higekiri.........the bubbling bottle with both hands way too respectfully for carbonated sugar water. Help, he's so stupid.]
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also hizamaru: ANIJA PLEASE ANSWER ME ARE YOU OK]
--Anija? [He honestly can't hide the bit of fright in his voice. Higekiri is usually always saying weird shit, but so rarely is Higekiri also bleeding out. He tries to speed up to meet the others without hurting Higekiri, without dragging the brother limp-legged across the ground.] It's okay. I'm here, Anija.
[He tries to both accept and brush off the concern from the others, mostly since he doesn't want to worry--who, Higekiri? Himself? Look, he doesn't want anyone to mention how bad it is right now when they are literally riding on a prayer.
Unfortunately, he has to give his sweet anija up once they are home for more skilled assistance. He won't let them push him any farther out than the engawa, and he paces fretful for who only knows how long--even when some of the others attempt to console him and get him to chill out.
He doesn't want to be left as the last vestiges of the Genji. That's a place for his brother. That's an honor for Higekiri no matter how proud he is of his masters, his heritage.
When he at last can go in (he never even left, help), he sits dutifully on his legs by Higekiri's side, quiet because he knows there's a need for rest. And also
because he has fallen asleep himself sitting up, chin on his chest.]
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he will almost instantly forget this lesson.
especially with how repairs continue and - it's really only once he's out of hizamaru's sight that he lets himself completely give in to unconsciousness. at that point, he doesn't care enough to stay awake or assure anyone... so he simply doesn't. of course, he will never articulate this to hizamaru properly, so he'll also likely never realize the lengths that higekiri will go to try to keep him from worrying, small as they are. useless genji.
eventually he stirs, and despite the fact that he NEARLY DIED, he finds himself smiling almost immediately when he catches hiza just snoozing away at his bedside. funny. he shifts automatically, turning over on his side and reaching his hand out to boop hizamaru's nose—]
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[he sounds confused and almost immediately collapses onto his side ungracefully
Local Fool Does Not Realize He Should Not Move So Soon After Being Stabbed]
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He stirs when the finger presses his nose. Both eyes flutter open, and it takes him a moment to process what he’s seeing. HIS ANIJA….!!!
Except the collapse freaks him out, almost making the edges of him frazzle.]
A-Anija!! You’re still hurt!
[Quickly, he throws himself out to try to help Higekiri back to rest. His legs are a bit numb, so he just ends up toppling a bit on Higekiri anyway.]
Aahh, Anija, sorry! Are you okay? How do you feel? Do you need some drink?
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there is another pained, confused noise from higekiri because this additional weight on top of him isn't his fault this time?!]
Ahaha... it hurts...?
[HE SOUNDS SO BEWILDERED - though admittedly while he's had to go in for repairs before, they were fairly minor. sure, his wound is closed thanks to the repairs, but there's still some exhaustion and aches that linger. but it's not enough to get higekiri to stop being higekiri (is anything) and so he will just try to wiggle his arm free from underneath hizamaru.
so he can pat his head. there there....]
Good morning. [what time is it, he's not even checking] A drink sounds good.
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[He didn't mean to fall onto his already hurt brother, and he sure as hell feels terrible about it afterward. He's very quick to scramble back up onto his legs--
--though he does pause to accept the head pat because he loves his brother, and also he's a sucker. Getting back up does not mean he moves away from Higekiri, however! He's still on his palms, peering worriedly at Higekiri.]
Good morning, Anija!
[He has to return this greeting.]
Okay. Water, Anija? Tea? The drink that tickles your mouth...?
[Soda. He means soda.]
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[no he should totally rest, but that doesn't really compute. he will just move to let himself roll back onto the futon, collecting his blankets again....]
Hmm... A tickle sounds good. Perhaps it will help me wake up.
[soda sounds like the last thing a patient should have, but hizamaru opened this door]
You should have one too. A different flavor. [why? just to share, probably]
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As expected, he does not even question being return force offered a drink, or that it should be another flavor. If it is Higekiri's will, it shall be done.]
Okay, I will get us some. Stay here, Anija, [where's he going to go?!?!?!] and don't move too much.
[Already helping Higekiri with the blankets, smoothing them down before getting to his feet.] I won't be gone long. [LIKE HE THINKS HIGEKIRI WILL GET WORRIED.
He scuttles to the door and slides out of it. What's funny is Higekiri can hear the pitter-patter of his feet speeding away not at all like the polite and refined way he exited the room. He really hauls ass for niisan's soda.
After several minutes, a set of firm footsteps return... followed by the light pap-pap of a bunch of smaller feet? It's fine probably. The door opens, and Hizamaru steps in and kneels to put the tray down. Three tantous pop their head around the sliding door one, two, three in a vertical row: Gokotai, Imanotsurugi, and Houchou Toushirou. They greet Higekiri cheerfully, and then Gokotai hands something in plastic to Hizamaru. And then they wish Higekiri well as they say goodbye, and Hizamaru slides the door shut.]
I've returned, Anija.
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note to self: don't get stabbed again.
(note will be forgotten before the day is over.)
but wow, tantou. higekiri will greet them back politely, waving, and then waving goodbye... he might not have stopped waving at all. head empty, no thoughts! but he will turn to hizamaru with a smile]
Did you have fun talking to....
[ ...
. . . ]
Well, anyway.
[NO]
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Hizamaru looks a little OH N at the lapse of memory of names, but takes it in the same stride of knowing his brother really doesn't remember either of their names a lot of the time much less literally anyone else here. RIP.]
Mm. Gokotai, Imanotsurugi, and Houchou Toushirou.
[He will keep trying.
Two bottles stand on the tray. Looks like Ramune? There's also two cups which seem to have been taken as a formality even if they won't use them. The plastic feline tantou had handed over looks like a decorative pastry of some kind?]
They showed me how to-- [uh, hm. fix? work?] --make the drink. And they wanted to see if you were feeling better.
[How hard will this be for him? He's taking the wrapper off like instructed.......... He's using the lil cap to push down on the bead at the top......... He's strong, but it takes some effort? He has to push it down just right for the ball to pop into the bulb below and ding. OH FIZZ!!]
--Anija! Look!
[He presents to Higekiri.........the bubbling bottle with both hands way too respectfully for carbonated sugar water. Help, he's so stupid.]