discedo | 03 [video] I once was lost.

[ When the communicator turns on, you are immediately able to tell that Shizuo is in some kind of distress.

Not because you can see him, all you seem to be looking at is an expanse of sky and a few blond hairs like he's laying next to the device. The hoarse breathing and disoriented muttering is a dead giveaway though and he doesn't look like he's ready to walk around for a while yet. This might be because he's trying to sort out what happened in his head, but frustrated groaning signifies he hasn't had much luck.

A seagull circles him, perhaps a hint to where he is. Near water of some sort, the lapping of waves against something is making a noticeable sound in the receiver. The shoulder of a crumpled white shirt comes into view finally, his face following suit. He decided to sit up after all. ]

... I need... [ He closes his eyes and rubs at one of them tiredly; his voice is husky, he's pale, shaking, sweating, his hair is in complete disarray and there seems to be dried blood on his collar. ] I need help. Don't know what happened...

[ Shizuo never asks for help, but this time seems different. ] Don't know where I am. Don't know how I got here. I was... where was I... I can't feel anything.

[ With that he lays back down, slowly but surely, to wait for a reply. ]

[ Shizuo has gotten his chip removed anonymously! He's experiencing the removal sickness and his abilities, if angered, will go haywire, but other than that there are no other symptoms present. He just doesn't know where the fuck he is, but he hasn't looked at his map.

Edit: Gin found him! Everything but action is welcomed so hard. ]

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What use is money in this shit hole...? I don't need anythin'.

It'll keep me busy, that's like gold here... [ He quirks a brow. ]

Then, you're hired.

[ A wheezy huff of a laugh. ] Right. [ Looks around. ]

Where's this...? I'm all blurry. [ He pats his pockets and curses, because his sunglasses are gone. Great. ]

Still making our way through the residential district... hospital's just up ahead, though.

[To their left, there is what appears to have once been a school of sorts, now in varying stages of disrepair and clearly having been abandoned for quite some time. There's a rusted-over death-trap of a playground affixed to it.]

Alright... [ He pants raggedly through his nose, jaw clenched. ] Shit, I'm tired... [ His head hangs a bit, peering up hazily through his fringe at everything. ]

If I ask you to stop, don't... even if I look like I'm dead on my feet... I can sleep when I know what the fuck is wrong with me...

Relax, I don't go easy on anyone.

[He shouldn't have to drag his feet for very long, they really are almost there.

It might take longer if Shizuo slows down, though...]

[ As if he'd slow down! Sure he's a wimpy boy when he's sick...

But he straightens a little, pushes his legs into gear and takes larger strides despite his body shaking, however subtly. ]

Good, I'm countin' on you.

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Yeah, yeah.

[He won't comment on the shaking, but if his condition worsens any more than this, Gin might be half-tempted to just throw him over a shoulder to get there faster.]

[ Yes, throwing the 6'1" man with inhuman strength over your shoulder when he's under the weather. FOOLPROOF. NOTHING COULD GO WRONG.

Shizuo leans a little harder against Gin, huffing from his fever, but he doesn't slow down, thankfully. It's a good thing they reach the hospital, because he's pretty well spent. ] Fuck... seems familiar...

[ This time a role reversal, but he finds it amusing all the same. ]

[Hence being half-tempted.

It's certainly relieving once they've reached their destination; Gin seems to be thinking along the same lines and Shizuo pointing it out only serves to encourage Gin to poke fun at their predicaments. ]

We've got to stop meeting like this.

Heh. [ Shizuo didn't know Gin had a sense of humour. Though he suppose he could have been sarcastic to him before, he just was too busy with illness to pick it up.

He pulls his arm away from Gin's shoulder, but holds his sleeve momentarily to balance himself successfully against the front entrance. It's easy to pull the door open despite recalling it being heavy before and he steps in, takes a stride for the reception desk and- ]

Ugh-! [ His head throbs hard and he takes a knee again, pressing a palm over his eye, a free arm stretched to grab the edge of the counter. Fumbling for his communicator, he holds it up to Gin. ] Get Sakura.

[He'll call for her without hesitation or delay.]

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