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week 3, post-cyoa

[unsaid]

[fuck you

they're in tsuru's room because if he was passed out then jiji just stole his keys and carried him back. we can fastforward to when he's awake, but jiji will just get him out of his bloodied clothes and do another check on his injuries

what's the damage, you damn bird]

[preowned]

[ nyehe

anyway, there's now a scar across his face. on his left arm there is a wound that looks like something was embedded in his arm. across his chest there is a wound that mikazuki would recognize as a sword slash across his chest, and like. another one also at his chest that was definitely an impalement.

everything is no longer bleeding due to healing, at least. ]

[unsaid]

[thanks he hates literally all of it. in whatever alternative outfit you chose since tsuru doesn't have the trouble of a body sock, mikazuki will take his time dressing him. it's better that he's unconscious for a while because he's much worse at this than helping him undress

and then once he's all dressed and settled, mikazuki will just let tsurumaru's head pillow in his lap and wait for him to wake]

[preowned]

[ well he is eventually going to wake up and just

bury his face against mikazuki's stomach. and then mumbles. ]

Morning.

[unsaid]

[ . . . he laughs faintly, even though his heart isn't in it.

his fingers will gently card through tsurumaru's hair as he shifts.]

.... it's nearly dusk, my crane.

But time is nonetheless ours.

[preowned]

[ he does not move from the position. ]

That late already? Oh! How did you get out of the tree?

[unsaid]

I set you so that you would fall, but then I jumped down first and caught you as you lost balance.

[no]

[preowned]

You are so strong, my Lune-chan.

[ he will lift his head to look at him. ]

[unsaid]

.... you continue to bring about situations where I must be, Tsurumaru-chan.

[he'll lightly trace tsurumaru's face, down his cheek, letting his thumb brush over his lip

. . . ]

Thank you for coming back to me.

[preowned]

Of course. Who else would dress you?

[ this is both a joking concern but also a serious one. ]

I have decided I do not like excursions.

[unsaid]

Sylvain Jose Gautier and Shinobu Kocho have both become quite helpful.

[stop.

but he just hums at that, letting his fingertips brush against the remaining scars on tsurumaru]

... who harmed you?

[these sword slashes and impalements hello]

[preowned]

Hm? Oh, these were from a lot of different things...

[ he glances down, then points at the one on his arm. ]

Claude shot me. On accident. Is his aim always that bad...?

[unsaid]

One would hope not, given his experience in war.

[but like

you never know. mikazuki will just shift then, adjusting their position so that he can also lay next to tsuru. and seeing where claude shot him, he presses a light kiss against the injury]

[preowned]

[ gay. ]

I was also attacked by a kebiishi. And other people. It was very hectic.

[unsaid]

[yea it's gay.

mikazuki will just press a kiss to tsuru's face where his scar is]

So they borrowed a kebiishi for yours...

Who were the other people?

[preowned]

You. Harrowhark. Some people I did not recognize, but I believe one was named Annie? Aruji. An old master.

[ he sighs. ]

We traveled a lot.

[unsaid]

[ . . . he hums faintly at that, and will gently encourage tsuru to be closer to him]

.... I only witnessed Bob-chan-san, Futaba Sakura, and Aruji.

[their. different arujis. also the fact that mikazuki waited a wholeass week to mention anything besides the chicken i'm shaking]

You must be tired.

[preowned]

Four was also there, but she did not attack me.

[ he was literally only just listing the people who attempted to murder him.

but he just nods his head, although whether it's to mikazuki's list of names or the second comment is unclear. ]

[unsaid]

Four... How sweet.

[he sounds fond. they really do love four for some reason.

but mikazuki just tilts his head]

.... the others were saying things about how they felt fine.

[even as they kept bleeding all over the place]

[preowned]

Were they...?

[ oh! he suddenly sits up, and then winces. ]

Were they all healed?

[unsaid]

[also sits up! and lets his arm rest at tsuru's back]

Mm. Indeed they were.

Does that mean that you do not feel the same numbness to your injuries...?

[preowned]

No, I don't...

[ that's interesting. ]

[unsaid]

There is a chance I misunderstood.

[because he was just. really preoccupied with bloody crane in the tree. he's going to be very clear about this.

mikazuki can be sharp and all but he was very distracted]

.... and do you feel entirely like yourself?

[preowned]

Yes?

[ he blinks, considering the question, then nods. ]

Yes. I do.

[unsaid]

[ . . . he lets his fingers card through tsuru's hair then, and his expression softens]

.... good.

[that was arguably the worst part of mikazuki's excursion, so]