006 >> oct 1 - morning - text

[hollowleg]

i need help. i need soemone take mt eto CLINIC

not hopsitl

bleeding everywhere cant get ti o tstop

at apartmnt [ADDRESS that he actually makes sure to type out properly] pleas hurry

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[enrages]

oh god oh fuck oh man ogodofhfuck are you okay wher are you what happened what shappening please dont die dont be dead ogh fuckbg

[hollowleg]

bleedin literally everywhere hurts a lot dont know if m dying

[enrages]

oh godblood

okay
oaky
um ive seen this on movies??
put pressure overwhere youre bleeding?!
so you dnt bleed out and die or go into shock or ohfuck
igdgod

[hollowleg]

cant do that

bleedn forom all holes

[enrages]

ebola

text, but there's not gonna be a reply, because he's leaving for Shiro's, so -> Action!

[15minuteslate]

coming. just hang in there, okay? don't die before I get there.

[Thank god Mamoru's not picked up for speeding this time. He doesn't even bother knocking on the door -- he just tries the handle first.]

action;!!!

[hollowleg]

[there's no reply, but the door is locked. Good thing they swapped keys shortly after the Tuning Towers incident. Just in case they needed to get to one another. It had been Shiro's idea.

The scene inside the apartment is like a murder scene. Shiro is slumped in the kitchen against the fridge, soaked in his own blood. There's smears of blood all over the place, and Shiro himself is moaning in pain. And he's bleeding.

From every orifice. Blood streams down his face from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears. The fact that he's sitting in a pool of blood indicates he's bleeding from somewhere else as well. He's pale, deathly pale. Soba is no where to be seen]

[15minuteslate]

[It's pretty safe to say Mamoru has never been more horrified. His hand flies to his nose and mouth, to block the smell and to hold back nausea. His voice is muffled.]

Fuck.

[Oh, god.

There's so much blood.

So much -- it takes him a moment to remember that Shiro has healing powers, and that this might not actually kill him. But he's still terrified.

It's going to take him a moment to stop being frozen in place and make his muscles move.]

[hollowleg]

[if Mamoru needs a reason to move, here's one; Shiro loses the battle to stay conscious, for now, and falls over sideways.

Out with the old, in with the new...]

text;

[wirsinddiejager]

holy shit what happened

text;

[hollowleg]

ebola apparently

[shiro how do you have the wherewithal to make a bad joke]

bad pulse i myhgues

text;

[wirsinddiejager]

ok do you knwo if anyones coming to help I mean I would but dont have a car so

text;

[hollowleg]

mamoru comin

voice;

[earnedmystripes]

[Sup, he's checking the network on his phone during his break and--shit.]

Has someone gotten you yet?

[Already making to leave just in case, Nick can cover for him if he needs to.]

text;

[hollowleg]

mamoru comin hell b here son

permavoice

[earnedmystripes]

Okay.

[Instead of leaving, Kotetsu makes a quick detour to the bathroom instead. People might not be able to perceive the network, but they can probably hear him talking at his phone.]

Okay, just. Keep talking to me, alright? You'll be okay.

[He hopes. But there's little else he can do at the moment except try to keep Shiro awake and alert until help arrives.]

permatext

[hollowleg]

ok

i dont know whats hpenn
it hurts

[text]

[needsmorezippers]

[Neku doesn't get around until checking the network until after school, which is way too late--]

Are you ok??? Did someone get you there?

[text]

[hollowleg]

[the response comes a few hours later, once Shiro has convinced Mamoru to bring him his phone]

I'll be fine. i made it to the clinic ok. doc said my body's rejecting all my blood for some reason... he isn't sure how i'm still alive, but i feel like shit and i'm going back to sleep

[text]

[needsmorezippers]

Holy shit. Yeah just sleep. [don't die though. he'll bring you food or something???]

[text]

[hollowleg]

yeah i can have visitors. my immune system SHOULD be totally gone since my bone marrow is... doing something idk ask dr strider, but my regen keeps me healthy.

im gonna be here a while

[TEXT]

[synonymouswithdookie]

fuck dude do you still need help??

i can ditch work early

or something

[TEXT]

[hollowleg]

[a few hours later...] I'm fine i managed to make it to the clinic. not dead. not ebola.

[TEXT]

[synonymouswithdookie]

Not dead and not ebola is good. Do you know what's wrong yet?

[TEXT]

[hollowleg]

my blood decided it hated me and left. out of all my various holes. explosively