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If they come back, they'll come home stronger.


And if they don't, you'll know.

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Reno struggles to walk out of the forest on his own after his encounter with the wolves, partly out of pride and partly for practicality; if he does drop, as he feels he might, the closer he is to the Mansion the more likely he is to be found.  He leaves a heavy trail of blood in his wake - probably his own, he figures. He almost laughs at the surreal nature of his calm thoughts despite the circumstances.

It's not long before he drops, face down in the dirt, unsure how far away he is from the others. He knows he's lost a lot of blood and isn't sure if he's going to survive this one, yet his first concern is how dirty his suit is.  <i>Unreal...</i> he thinks, and would've shook his head and laughed if he had the energy.

As the darkness closes in, he feels relieved to know that at least Rufus isn't there to see him embarrass himself.

Date: 2010-06-27 09:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
Muraki has been out for his evening constitutional on the fringes of the woods, and he's paused for a moment, meditatively lighting a cigarette before taking a pull from it. The evening breeze blows the smoke backward over his shoulder, but it also brings with it the coppery scent of blood. And his heightened senses can already taste pain and an odd note of victory as well. Someone's gotten into a fight and come away from it battered but triumphant.

Flicking the cigarette onto a rock, he follows the scent, till he finds the red-haired man lying sprawled on the grass. The youngster is covered in blood and several bites and gashes show through rends in his garments. No time to be lost and there's no one nearby to help him move his patient. Typist willing, he picks up Reno and draping the injured Turk over his shoulder in a fireman's sling, carries him back to the Mansion, his strides eating up the distance.

Date: 2010-06-28 12:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
Reno flops easily, probably second only to Elena for lightest Turk. The jostle half revives him, but he still can't see and he's highly disoriented.

Date: 2010-06-28 12:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
Muraki lets himself in by way of a side-door opening into the kitchen and thence down a hallway and through a door leading down into the basement. "Don't try to talk, young man," he says, quietly, his voice calm. "I'm a physician, I can help you, just try to keep calm and relax."

He carries him through the front room and into the surgery, where he lays Reno down on the operating table gently. A cool white light shines down from somewhere overhead, but to Reno's eyes, if he can see, his savior is, as yet, a vague figure in the shadows, rummaging about purposefully.
Edited Date: 2010-06-28 12:53 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-06-28 01:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
Reno groans lightly but couldn't form coherent words even if he wanted to. Everything he sees is blurry and still framed by black. The bright operating light gives him a headache and he squeezes his eyes shut.

Date: 2010-06-28 05:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
The shadow moves into view again. "I'm going to have to give you a transfusion, you've lost a good deal of blood and you're going into shock. Nothing I can't bring you out of," the figure's voice says, its tone soothing, comforting, the words a gentle caress. There's stick and a sting in the hollow of his elbow, and the sensation of someone taping an IV into it.

This one's pain has an exquisite scent to it, but he has to keep focused: the youngster is bad shape and he has to act fast...

Date: 2010-06-28 08:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
Reno barely feels the stick of the IV, but for a moment he gets a brief flash of fear as he wonders whether he's getting a blood or a Mako drip. "A-ahh...!"

But the doctor's voice soothes him, and he's calmer again within a brief moment.

Date: 2010-06-28 09:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
"It's all right, I'm giving you a plasma drip for now to stabilize you while I stitch you up," he says, his tone still soothing, comforting, as he gently inserts an oxygen tube into his nostrils. "I'm going to have to give you a general anesthetic: you're badly cut up and this may take some time."

There's more shuffling around and then the light catches on something white that fairly seems to glow. "I'm just going to inject you with something to take the pain away and help you sleep through it. Just relax and breathe deeply and evenly."

There's another stick and a sting in his other arm as the needle enters his vein. Then a soft hissing sound fills his ears as everything goes blisfully dark....

...It could be ten minutes later, or it could be hours later when a similar hissing sound fills Reno's ears again and if he opens his eyes, he'll find his wounds neatly wrapped in thick gauze bandages. He's lying on a cot bed, separated from the rest of the room by a curtain. A plain wooden chair is set by the head of the bed and there's a light meal on a tray there: some toast and fruit and a pitcher of what might be orange juice.

But at the foot of the bed, on another wooden chair, is seated a tall, slim man in white, head bent over a book that he's reading, his silvery mane of hair falling partly over his pale face.

Date: 2010-06-28 11:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
Reno blinks his eyes, adjusting them to the light, as he slowly wakes. He can feel that he's on bed or cot of some sort, the tubes, and his entire body hurts. His gaze falls to one side and he can see the plasma drip, the curtain, the tray. He's still a little disoriented and his first thought is that he's back in Midgar, back in the Shinra infirmary after his fall from that tower.

After setting off the bomb to drop the plate on Sector 7...

His eyes wander again, expecting to see Rude, the Chief, maybe even Rufus by his bed. Instead he sees...

White coat. Glasses. Silver hair.

"The fuck?!" Reno yelps angrily as he tries to rise, ripping the tubes from his nose, memories from past and present colliding. Who is that - is that the guy that Tsuzuki was lookin' for? What the hell's he doin' in Midgar? Where am I?

Date: 2010-06-29 12:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
The stranger in white looks up, setting aside his book, and leans over Reno, holding him down gently bur firmly, though there's a strength in his grip that suggests he could easily snap Reno's wrists if he wanted to or had to. "It's all right, calm down, young man: that disorientation you may be feeling is just the anesthetic wearing off. You're at the Mansion. I found you half-dead on the lawn, and I've just stitched up several gashes and bites in your shoulders and arms. You're going to live, though you'll probably have a nice collection of scars afterward."

His tone is gentle, soothing, his voice cultured and mellow. And the look in his visible eye is gentle and reassuring.

Date: 2010-06-29 12:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
That grip does not make Reno feel any better. He resists for a moment more before laying back down slowly, but he makes it clear to Muraki that he is not happy.

Glaring daggers at the other man, he growls, "Who the hell are you?"

Date: 2010-06-29 01:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
He keeps one hand on his patient's shoulder as he crouches beside the bed, getting closer to his level. "I'm Dr. Kazutaka Muraki: I'm not house physician here, but I was out for my evening walk when I found you on the edge of the woods. It looks like you had a run-in with some wild dogs or wolves, and it's rabies season, so I've had to put you on a series of rabies shots, which I'll have to give you every four days till you're in the clear." He seems to be ignoring that glare, as he maintains that almost preternatural calm.

Date: 2010-06-29 04:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
"Muraki..." Reno sneers. He's seething that he should be in the debt of this man - and wonders if the "doctor" really hasn't done anything else.

It takes a great amount of effort to hold his tongue. Reno's generally really outspoken, dangerously so, but he knows he's in no position to make this man angry.

"So you found me out in the woods." I think I'd rather have died... but then again, now I know right where he is.

Date: 2010-06-29 05:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
"I see you're acquainted with me, or at least with my name," he says. "Don't believe some of the embroidery that has been applied to some of the tales about me. I do have a respectable practice and I'm one of the top surgeons in my country," he adds with a note of pride.

Date: 2010-06-30 01:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
"Hmph." Reno moves his head and looks away in disdain. "We'll see."

Hojo was a genius, too. Didn't make him less of a bastard. Prob'ly more.

Date: 2010-06-30 02:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
"Well, the proof will be in your healing," he says, returning to his seat. "I can patch you up, change the bandages and help see that infection doesn't set in, but your own flesh will do the rest.

"So who do I have the honor of treating?"

Date: 2010-06-30 03:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
Reno glances at Muraki out of the corner of his eye, then looks away again. "Reno. Just Reno. Of the Turks, should it mean somethin'."

Date: 2010-06-30 05:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
"Ahhh, so I take it you're somewhat of a warrior," he says, with a smile of approval. "Might I ask how you happened to get those scratches and bites? I'd heard there are wolves here, but I didn't know they'd come that close to the house," he adds, with a note of concern.

Date: 2010-06-30 05:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
"They don't," Reno says darkly, a wry smile on his face. "I hunted them down."

And he is proud of it.

Date: 2010-06-30 05:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
"Protecting this place and it's dwellers from harmful beasts? I admire your valor, but it looks as though you got the worst of it," he says, his concern palpable.

Date: 2010-06-30 06:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
Reno chuckles. "I doubt it." He smirks at Muraki. "They're dead."

Date: 2010-06-30 11:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
Muraki returns the chuckle, impressed and rather pleased. "Impressive! I frequently walk in those woods, though I'm careful to keep an ear open for anything that might be lurking. But thanks to you, my path will be that much safer. Might I ask how you were able to take on two beasts at once?"

Date: 2010-07-01 04:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
Reno starts to shrug out of habit, then winces and stops as soon as he starts. "Disciplined, hard training. Not to mention natural skill," he replies. "I'm the fastest there is."

Date: 2010-07-02 12:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
"No doubt you are: wolves are hard to fend off even when there's just one attacking you," he says, taking off his glasses. "But two at once: I'm amazed you made it back alive. I was concerned I might lose you when I was working on you: you'd lost a good deal of blood, but that same strength of yours kept your body and soul together."

Date: 2010-07-02 02:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
Reno smirks. "Yeah, well, you're not the first to find out I have a bit of a habit of not dying when I'm 'supposed' to, yo."

Date: 2010-07-02 05:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
He merely chuckles in his throat, intending to be disarming. "I doubted it was your time to leave this place or any other, and it seems whatever fates there are had other plans for you, if that were the case."

Date: 2010-07-02 06:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
"They always do," Reno sighs, sounding bored of it. He bet if Rufus could, he'd beat a corpse 'til it worked for him again. "But at least life's never boring. Ever."

Date: 2010-07-02 11:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
He grins, yet there's something just a little crooked about it. "One of the few capital sins I can name, is the sin of being boring or being bored," he says.

Date: 2010-07-03 05:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
Only that it tempts you into doing stupid things... Hey, wait, don't get all buddy-buddy with me!

"That's two," Reno says, full of snark.

Date: 2010-07-04 05:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
He smirks and recrosses his legs. "Two items under the same heading, but that's only my take on it and you may have more objectivity in the matter."

He likes this one: he's fearless to the point of being foolhardy. Might be fun to play with, or fun to watch.

Date: 2010-07-05 05:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
"Being boring is ten times worse than being bored," Reno says as if it should be obvious. "At least when you're bored maybe ya can get a couple people together t' do somethin' stupid. But nobody likes the boring guy. He's prob'ly the type to hang 'imself in his closet."

I dunno where that came from, that's terrible... O_o; Reno is a crude puppet, but I loves him anyway. How can you stay mad at him? ... Okay, try again without thinking about crushing everyone to death in Sector 7. Completely lovable!

Date: 2010-07-09 05:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
He chuckles, pleased. This guy seems impossible to anger in any way, shape or form. "Ahh, perhaps in that case, the boring fellow would be doing society a favor; that way he wouldn't be spreading his contagion to the rest of us," he replies, in a bantering tone.

Sorry for the delay! This one fell through the cracks caused by the notifailure epidemic.
Edited Date: 2010-07-09 05:45 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-07-09 05:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
"Why don't you take your own suggestion, then," Reno mutters acidly, once again refusing to meet Muraki's eye.

Not a problem! :)

Date: 2010-07-09 07:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
Muraki's smile slowly shifts from congenial to chilly and the pupil of his good eye narrows slightly. Even his posture shifts, as if he were a tiger gathering itself, ready to attack. "Now, is that any way to talk to the man who just saved your life?" he asks. There's still a note of affability in his tone, but there's a hint of the cold steel that was lurking there the whole time.
Edited Date: 2010-07-09 07:24 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-07-10 04:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
Reno doesn't answer, but he smirks slightly as if he's proven his point about Muraki's suspicious character.

Date: 2010-07-11 06:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
He relaxes a bit. "I'd say we have each other in detente, then," he says. "You know I've got more than a few shadows, and I've saved your life. So how are we to keep that in balance, hmmmn?"

Date: 2010-07-14 03:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
Reno's smirk quickly turns to a frown. "Balance?"

He's not too keen on owing this man anything. But, he realizes, he's Reno - he doesn't have to be honest.

"You keep this legit, no freaky experiments or any a' that shit - an' I won't talk to your buddy Tsuzuki," Reno says. Realizing that he couldn't talk if he were dead, either, he adds, "I'm sure he'd miss me."

Date: 2010-07-14 07:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
He bows his head as he replies. "You have my word on this. I'm rather short on the means I'd ordinarily have, so this world is tying my hands. Your promise however is the seal on those ties that bind me."

Unless he does get that DNA sequencer...

Date: 2010-07-19 03:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shinra-dog.livejournal.com
"Fine." Reno does what he must, but he's not thrilled about it. And he gets the idea that Muraki is being less than honest, too, so he doesn't feel so bad about thinking sneaky thoughts.

[FTB? lol I can't wait 'til Reno runs into Tsuzuki again. Because he's totally going to tell, for better or worse. XD]

Date: 2010-07-19 03:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvereyedphage.livejournal.com
Muraki rises. "I'd better let you rest for a while before I try to move you to your room, but I won't be far if you need me and I'll be back in a few hours to change the bandages and clean the wounds."

And with that, he steps from under the curtain, letting it close behind him.

FTB sounds good. That is gonna be nuts... Next time you open post him or whichever, I'll send His Cuteness his way.
Edited Date: 2010-07-19 03:33 am (UTC)

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