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[minusfaith.livejournal.com]

[here comes this near-voiceless boy stumbling and wobbling through the dressing room. with his eyes wide and his chest heaving, he's definitely worse for wear, emaciated and covered from his chest down to his knees in blood. his vision is dizzy and he's not up much longer, collapsing to his knees, and then his side.]

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[minusfaith.livejournal.com]

[he might get a lot more than what's soaking that shirt if Roxas keeps lurching like that, gagging and hissing.]

[cellblocked.livejournal.com]

[he's not going to leave his friend despite that]

C-come on. L-let's ge'you s-someplace t'lie down. N'some m-m-medicine.

[minusfaith.livejournal.com]

No medicine-- not medicine, don't give me med-tchh..

[suddenly scrambles half away from him in time to spill the contents of his stomach-- all blood, just pure blood all over the floor.]

[cellblocked.livejournal.com]

K-kay. P-please lie down though

[goes to pat his back as soothingly as possible. He doesn't want to freak out, but this is seriously scaring him now]

[minusfaith.livejournal.com]

[chokes it all up, shuddering and falling over, right into it.]

Can't move ... get h-help ...

[cellblocked.livejournal.com]

[makes sure to move him away from it, on his side so he doesn't choke on all that blood]

K-kay. B-be right back