22nd Candid Photo

[pygmalion_perv]

[Hachibe spent most of Christmas locked in his room crying after receiving his gift.  Finally, a phone call goes out to the town, completely unfiltered.  He doesn't bother answering anyone who tries to respond.]

"...Iroha.  I'm sorry."

[Afterward, he staggers downstairs to the kitchen, grabbing a kitchen knife and plunging it deep into his gut.  He spends his last few minutes wandering through the house spilling blood everywhere before heading outside, collapsing against the side of the house to bleed out in the front yard.  Feel free to happen upon him in his sorry state as he coughs up blood and laughs bitterly.]

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hope this is okay?

[supersizedpower.livejournal.com]

[America is having a pretty shitty Christmas himself, and he's out taking his dog for a walk to clear his head when he sees a boy bleeding out in the front yard.

He drops his dog's leash, tells him to sit and stay, and runs over.]

Hey! Geez, what happened?

[He kneels down next to Hachibe to see how bad the wound is.]

Totally fine, yeah - I wanted action replies instead of phone for this :)

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

[Hachibe doesn't even see America standing there at first - his vision is starting to go blurry from the blood loss. He's still just sitting there laughing, obviously in shock.]

"All my fault..."

[supersizedpower.livejournal.com]

[It looks bad; he's not sure there's anything he can do, but he figures maybe he can take the kid to someone who can help. He'll try to lift him up if Hachibe doesn't resist.]

It'll be okay. Just hang on.

Sam! Go get help, boy! Go!

[Unfortunately, Sam isn't Lassie, so he doesn't go anywhere.]

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

[Hachibe doesn't resist. He's more or less just limply hanging on while he continues to blather to himself. America might catch some random words here and there.

Iroha.

Breasts.

Pudding.

My fault.]

((OOC: I'll pick up with you later, gotta visit relatives~))

[supersizedpower.livejournal.com]

[He can't understand what's wrong, or how pudding and breasts could be a combination for this much devastation, but he's too concentrated on making sure Hachibe gets to the hospital.

He'll get him to his car and then drive him there as quickly as he can.]

((No prob!))

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

T-take me to Iroha's house.

[supersizedpower.livejournal.com]

You need to get to the hospital, okay?

And I dunno where he lives.

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

[Jerks up in his seat and yells at the top of his lungs.]

"I don't care if I die, okay?"

[But this seems to be a little too much exertion for him, and he falls back in his seat with a cry of pain as he coughs blood into his hand.]

[supersizedpower.livejournal.com]

Sit down, sit down!

Come on, you don't wanna die. If you go to the hospital I'll go tell your friend anything you want me to!

[He's still driving there...]

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

I need to know if she's all right...

[supersizedpower.livejournal.com]

What's her address? I'll check on her as soon as I drop you off.

If she's in any danger, she'll be okay with me around.

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

Taylor... Orihara house.

[Phone]

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

Hachibe-san...? Why are you apologizing?

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

[Unfortunately, he doesn't hear her response. It's especially unfortunate, as talking to her might have prevented his ill-advised suicide attempt that takes place right afterward. Iroha will hear only the sound the phone receiver makes as Hachibe drops it after making his call, and possibly the nearby sounds of anguish he makes as he drives the knife into himself. If she's concerned enough at that, she'll find him bleeding on the front porch afterward.]

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

Are you there? Hachibe-san?

*She does hear the receiver hitting the ground, and that's enough for her. She goes to his house to find him bleeding on the porch*

HACHIBE-SAN! NO!

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

[He's just sitting there in shock, laughing to himself. His vision seems to focus a bit as he sees her running up.]

"I... Iroha?"

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

*She nods rapidly*

What happened? Wh-why are you b-bleeding?

*She looks at his wound and frowns. If someone attacked him, she would find him and...*

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

"It... it was my fault that you..."

[coughs up some blood, reaching out with both hands directly toward her chest]

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

Please, do not strain yourself. We need to find you a doctor.

*She's now wondering why his hands are reaching for her chest*

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

[Normally he'd be able to restrain himself from this sort of thing, but the shock of what he's been through today and the loss of blood have left him with less than stellar judgement. So yeah - terrible idea though it is, Hachibe's going for a full-on grope over here.]

"Y-you're okay... right?"

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

*Iroha doesn't know what to do. He's dying and he's... groping her?! She pulls his hands away in embarrassment*

I am fine, and please do not do that!

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

[Hachibe's completely out of it now, just smiling and blushing at her.]

"You're an angel, aren't you, Iroha?"

[He coughs again, spitting up some blood.]

"You died because of me, and you came to get me..."

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

I am alive, Hachibe-san. You're going to be okay.

*Just ignore the occasional feather that appears to drop from her body. Crane feathers and all...*

I do not want to leave, but you need a doctor. I will be back soon.

She puts his hands over the wound before leaving*

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

[He nods, smiling very serenely as she heads off to get help.]

"I'm... sorry."