Record: 38

[esoteric_rose]

[Writing is not entirely focused, and slowly done, though the strikes are fast.]

So strange, this new city.



I can't get out.

[ooc: backdate to the 6th.]

Comments

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

You might find something surprising.

no if you could

[pause]

just need courage, to go through you don't need to feel compelled

[hisbutler_bound]

Something surprising? Now I'm curious.

No one? Then I'm coming.

Compelled? Who do you take me for? I wouldn't do something if I didn't want to.

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Not a nice surprise.

I don't want to cause trouble

[hisbutler_bound]

What's going on? Is it another war zone? Something frightening?

Trouble is not the word I would associate with you.

log/quicklog/handwave?

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Depends if you'll believe me.

But I can be stupid.

quicklog?

[hisbutler_bound]

I see. I've found no reason to doubt you so far.

I'm going to scold you later for going alone, just so you know.

sure

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

I'll say it in person.

it was stupid

-quicklog-

[And it's beginning to hurt too bad to respond. So he shuts the journal, tucking it away, wondering how he'll explain this. "Your non-amnesiac double is here, and I somehow set him off."

Yes. Very sane sounding.]

quicklog!

[hisbutler_bound]

[He'll waste no time getting there, dropping everything he was doing and upon emerging, the sight is gruesome and bloody]

Juliet! [He is so getting a scolding later, but first to get that off him] Foolish.

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

[He looks down in shame. Yes, it was foolish five hundred times over, and every bit of pain sealed it.]

It's not as bad as it looks. I just need to go sleep. [voice soft]

[hisbutler_bound]

[He knows Juliet's limitations, and yet there's something about the metal in his leg that ...no, he shouldn't think those things. He grips tightly, looking up at him]

It has to come out first. Don't bite your tongue. [And he'll pull]

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

[And that's twice as bad as it going in. His eyes shut, and he represses the urge to scream. It won't help.

Thank god it's out, now he's just trying to catch his breath and not fall down.]

[hisbutler_bound]

[He'll wretch it free, his pupils dilating at all that blood. It's murder on his senses and so very tempting. His arm tugs around him, pulling him up against him]

You can't walk like this. [He keeps stating the obvious, hoisting Juliet up into his arm and moves as fast as he can across the landscape back the way he came]

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Yes I can...it's nothing.

[It's Black, not Sebastian, but when he's touched he freezes up, and fear again. He has to calm down, keep reminding himself that this is his friend.]

[hisbutler_bound]

[A million things swarm through his head at the tense. Is he that repulsive? Did he find out about the memory on the fourth floor? No, it was fear he was sensing, stepping out of the Wilderness and back into Edensphere, rushing towards Wellspring Island]

What is it?

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

[His mind finds the differences in their signatures and appearances, pulling back from fear. His voice is still soft.]

I saw something-no, someone-there. That person...

[Before he can finish, he realizes with or without the scythe Sebastian could have killed him. If he had told him enough about home...and the demon had thought force was the only way.

In his exhausted, pain laden brain, this strikes him as funny, in a twisted way. And he laughs, quiet, resigned laughter that hurts his chest.]

...Sorry...

[He composes himself, then goes on.]

That person has the power to kill us, and they're ignorant of it.

[hisbutler_bound]

That person.

[In order to pick up speed, Juliet is shifted onto his back, running as fast as he can despite who is watching. At the moment he doesn't care, though he sticks to the rooftops, ignoring the splecks of blood running down his back.

The laughter disturbs him. It always does when it comes from him.]

Don't apologize.

[He pauses, letting the silence shift between them] People have already died from that place.

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

[He makes a mental note to tell Black that cold water gets blood out, when warning is not a priority.]

The Tree blocked information from me when I spoke with them...and they did this to me. I deserved it.

[hisbutler_bound]

[He growls a little. Juliet's talking nonsense.]

I see you no ill of any crime deserving of such punishment. Tree or no tree.

Though whoever did this to you, deserves it. [He touches down outside of Willspring, moving to the clinic.]

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

How ironic that you would say such.

[He frowns when they get to Wellspring, muttering something like "don't need a medic", but doesn't resist. After all, the medics have painkillers.]

[hisbutler_bound]

You're not being very clear.

[He doesn't like going to them either. Infact he'd be trying to crawl away if the situation was on the other foot]

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Do you want me to simply state it?

[Also, he doesn't want then asking too many questions. He sighs.]

As soon as they put bandages on I want to leave.

[hisbutler_bound]

If that is what you wish, though I am curious.

[He's walks right in, staring down the nearest medic with a distain]

Very well.

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

[whispered to him] There's another you in the Wilderness. He has his memories.

[Juliet lets himself be led away by the medic. He tries to convince them, but when they see the extent of the damage, they try to convince him to stay. This leads into a vicious argument.]

[hisbutler_bound]

[He takes it in, considering that. Juliet wouldn't lie to him. No, he wouldn't. That was true.]

Another me. [He whispers to himself, watching Juliet and that arguement, moving after him in a follow. He'll kidnap him from the medic if he has to]

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

[He will. The medic is firm, and Juliet lets himself be treated. Though he hates having to be so bandaged, they set his wrist and stabilize it, seal and cover the wounds, and protect the rest of the injuries, as well as a dose of pain medication. Juliet sits after the medic leaves, folding his hands and trying not to get irritated.]