All wounds taken care of. The ones that mattered, anyhow. Scrapes and cuts. Abrasions. Minor things. The rawness of knuckles and lip. Probably other bruises lurking out of sight.
But he's done. Efficiently as he could. A practiced ease. Routine. One thing then another. No rush trying to remember steps. Methodical.
He sits back a moment. Surveys his handiwork. The bandages. The sting of alcohol on a forgotten paper cut on his hand. The blood that sticks to his fingertips, and the blood welling on his wrist. The way his eyelids droop with expended effort.
He doesn't know what time it is. Too late. But he stands to his feet. Decides he'll clean up the spots left behind in the morning. Takes in the virtually undisturbed room around them. The silence of the night broken by students returning from the bar. Cars on the highway. Music down the hall.
None of it matters. He reaches out for him, and tries to set him back on his feet.]
Up with you. Won't be long now. You can sulk to your heart's content soon.
[He heads for Gilgamesh's room. His actual room. Not the portion of floor and bed he tends to claim out of Kirei's.]
no subject
All wounds taken care of. The ones that mattered, anyhow. Scrapes and cuts. Abrasions. Minor things. The rawness of knuckles and lip. Probably other bruises lurking out of sight.
But he's done. Efficiently as he could. A practiced ease. Routine. One thing then another. No rush trying to remember steps. Methodical.
He sits back a moment. Surveys his handiwork. The bandages. The sting of alcohol on a forgotten paper cut on his hand. The blood that sticks to his fingertips, and the blood welling on his wrist. The way his eyelids droop with expended effort.
He doesn't know what time it is. Too late. But he stands to his feet. Decides he'll clean up the spots left behind in the morning. Takes in the virtually undisturbed room around them. The silence of the night broken by students returning from the bar. Cars on the highway. Music down the hall.
None of it matters. He reaches out for him, and tries to set him back on his feet.]
Up with you. Won't be long now. You can sulk to your heart's content soon.
[He heads for Gilgamesh's room. His actual room. Not the portion of floor and bed he tends to claim out of Kirei's.]