The window breaks, and no alarm goes off. They can crawl through, but they will most likely get a few more cuts from doing so since they're now going through a smashed window.
The front of the doctor's office is just a lobby, with a small waiting room and front desk. If they want to get the goods, they'll have to walk through the door leading to the back where all the supplies are and where the doctor sees their patients. Everything is dark and silent. ]
[ Mabel gently tries to throw Miku through the broken window to a chunk of floor that isn't colored in glass. And then she immediately goes to crawl through, stomach first, which inevitably cuts up the entire front of her sweater and probably draws blood. Especially when she gets through to the other side and crash lands on even more glass, slashing up her hands and getting small shards ground into her hands as she crawls through. fuck all y'all i'm feeding MYSELF with injuries now
She yelps with a cry of pain through all of this, and crawls over to the wall inside to try and pull herself back up. She offers a bloody hand back to Ichiro. ]
mabel just goes yeeting through while ichiro is pulling himself off the door, so he has exactly enough time to see her fuck herself up, and lets out a half exasperated, half worried, scolding: ] Mabel, be careful.
[ he still manages to get that worried scolding big brother voice even while he sounds like he's like minutes from death? incredible. ] Unlock... unlock the door, if you can.
[ because he does not think he can actually hoist himself through that front window despite thinking he could bust open the front door five seconds ago. i'm gonna assume she can and if not he will hoist himself through the window with a lot of struggling so we can keep things moving.
once they're both inside, he'll look to make sure miku's okay, take a look at their surroundings, and limp over to the door to the back, getting blood all over the floor. well. if invisible cops show up to arrest them for property destruction, they will have a much easier suspect than a dog. ]
[ She can, in fact, unlock it, unless Lisa decides Mabel said fuck you to Ichiro.
Miku is okay, besides the previous injury. She's just settling down to rest as they do their breaking and entering.
The door to the back opens easily, and Ichiro will find that he can either just go into the rooms where doctors see the patients I know they have an actual specific name but I refuse to google it. But there's also a door that says EMPLOYEES ONLY, a door marked as the bathroom, and then the way to the other side of the front desk where the receptionist would normally sit. ]
[ yeah fuck you ichiro you gotta crawl through the glass like i did
nah, she lets him in! Mabel hobbles through the office until she finds one of the patient-seeing rooms and pushes the door open with a quiet grunt of pain. ]
Here! Ichiro! There's gotta be something in here, right?
[ do they actually stock these rooms full of supplies cuz i feel like they always have to bring in everything themselves ]
[ please he is so injured. ready to die on this floor from glass.
anyway he is in absolutely no shape to get anything done besides get his injuries taken care of so any exploring is gonna have to be up to mabel! she can move around a lot better than he can right now, so he eases into the room and leans against the examination table-chair thing i refuse to google also, resting his good arm heavily on the surface so he doesn't collapse. ]
We need... bandages. A sling, if you can find one.... disinfectant, something to use for a tourniquet. I probably - I need a lot of stitches, but that's gonna...gonna have to wait.
Miku. [ he whistles for their pup, again, in case he decided not to follow them. ] It's gonna be ok, Mabel.
Hey. [ less flipping off anger this time but talking to their ceiling voice not friend. ] How far away is the apartment. Are we... gonna run into any other drama?
[ The supplies aren't in here, so Mabel will have to look elsewhere. Miku does pad into the room at the sound of the whistle, and lays down at the foot of the exam table.
At the direct question, Tanaka answers. ]
It's about a block away. If you keep your heads down it should probably be fine!
yeah he can't really follow can he. now that he's up on this table he's probably not getting back to a standing position until he can get bandages. his blood is all outside blood right now so he just wheezes a - ] Be careful. [ when mabel goes scurrying out of the room and drops his head back on the table so he doesn't pass out. ]
A block. [ great. ichiro does not trust that sentence at all.
whatever fuck it he's basically dying on this exam table rn and super worried about mabel so might as well shoot his shot. ichiro closes his eyes. ] Hey. Can you fix my mic while we're here? Please? It'll help me protect Miku better in case shit goes down. Then I can stop asking you dumbass questions all the time.
[ she races to the nearest cabinet and starts sifting through EVERYTHING. fuck being neat, she's panicked and her brobro is dying!!! ]
Okay, okay, uhh--you said bandages and a sling and disinfectant and a turneykey thingy? [ she starts mumbling "bandages, sling, disinfectant, turneykey" under her breath as she keeps rifling through everything. WHAT DOES SHE FIND? ]
[ turnekey... close enough. he calls out as loud as he can - ] Yeah.
[ and coughs up a little more blood. it's all good. back to tanaka, which is keeping him focused on not passing out. he is feeling very dizzy. ] ...Depends on what you're gonna tell me to do. Y'know, we - we did play with the dog like you said. And we did try to get the kid to back off, too. Shit just got... out of hand.
Did it get out of hand because we weren't... weren't listening? Or cause we were?
[ not for long they're not because Mabel is TEARING SHIT UP.
She grabs a bunch of the requisite shit and dumps it on the table. Minus the tourniquet because she has no idea what it looks like or what the hell it even is. She takes the disinfectant and approaches Ichiro. ]
Okay, I need to disinfect first, right? Um...this is...probably gonna hurt a lot. [ she starts absolutely dumping the stuff all over his injuries. ]
[ well he was going to say something to that - he fucking knew it, for starters - but then mabel is back, and then suddenly, there is just a lot happening. ]
Of course he's n--shit! [ mABEL
ichiro hisses, shutting his eyes tight and grimaces. ] I - careful, careful. Remind me to... ngh, to teach you first aid.
[ ow. okay. well. even in this situation he seems pretty patient. sometimes you are just a Big Brother, if it was anyone else this would be entirely different. ] Tie up the -- up here. [ pointing up, above the bite mark where the worst of it is, a little, the best he can. ] You... tried to tourniquet me when I didn't need it. Remember? That's what I want you to do. Need it now. Bad. Get some of the brown... the brown bandages, use those for now. Tie it tight.
[ please he does not want to die here. his arm is absolutely fucking atrocious looking i'm so sorry, mabel. googling wolf bites informed me that it ain't great chief. i'm not gonna spend forever on first aid because of pacing but first aid is happening.
there are no weird noises or anything right? just tanaka-san who is apparently vibing? ]
[ the urgency in Ichiro's voice terrifies her, but she forces herself back together and grabs the bandages in question, tying them in place where Ichiro pointed her and squeezing it tighter than you would think a little girl could. Just. Absolutely squeezing the bedevil out of this arm with a bandage.
Now disinfected, she goes ahead and bandages the rest of his wounds! And honestly, does a pretty good job of them. See, Ichiro, she DOES know first aid! A little!
And last but not least, she tries to maneuver the sling over his head for his arm, but it's. kinda clumsy. ]
[ thank you. that hurts like a motherfucker, actually - he does not black out or anything but has to grit his teeth so he doesn't shout and white knuckle the side of the medical table, and hard. sleeve torn off of his hoodie to keep things clean, he takes the sling from her and dips his head so he can pull it up and over for her and maneuver his incredibly painful arm into the sling. okay. cool. mabel gets a pale, exhausted, but still grateful smile. ]
... For now, yeah. When we get back, we're probably gonna... I'm gonna have to do something about it.
[ ... he wipes his good hand off on the paper on the exam table so its not covered in blood and then reaches over and ruffles mabel's hair the best he can. ] Pretty sure you just saved my life, so... thanks, Mabel-chan.
[ at least he probably won't lose his arm, now. he's reaching for whatever painkillers i'm assuming she grabbed to take like, four of them and then going to try and hop up and grab miku from his napping spot. ]
Let's get his scratches cleaned up, too. How's your foot? [ a beat. ] Hey, what are we doing at our apartment? Just going home?
[ Mabel accepts the ruffling and feels her heart swell with the pride of having done something to help!!! She's been so distracted with the first aid though that she almost forgot... ]
...oh, my foot. [ she looks down. It's. well it's not pumping blood, but it sure is still steadily leaking. Her path through the office can be traced by the pretty significant amount of blood she's been tracking behind. ]
...I should probably bandage that before we leave, huh.
[ she slowly starts to remove her shoe and peel away the bloodsoaked sock from her wounded foot, hissing and fighting through tears. Sometimes she has to take a break to bite her lip and stifle her cries. Eventually, though, her foot is bare. She stares at it, a slick mess of wet blood and gore, so messy she can hardly tell where her toes are. If they're still even there at all. She feels a little sick. ]
I...I have to disinfect this too? [ she phrases it like a question, almost as if maybe, if she just hopes hard enough, she can avoid that agony. ]
[ yeah. ugh, he wishes he didn't egt attacked by a STUPID WOLF so he could carry mabel, but i rolled a three? so tough shit. instead, once she gets settled, ichiro comes over to help her carefully, setting miku down on top of the operating table and moving to sit in front of her. he still can't do very much very quickly, too weak from blood loss, but!
he'll take care of mabel's foot, lips pursing unhappily at the sight. ] ...yeah. I'll be as quick as I can, okay?
[ for us and for also moving the cyoa. ] Look up at the ceiling and talk to me about, uh. [ oh god ] ...How's it going at Fall dorm? Do you like living there?
[ he guesses???? this works? oh god.
anyway time to disinfect her foot. ichiro's much more gentle, even with only one hand, and will try and distract her long enough that he can get the entire thing taken care of and bandaged up lickety split!
meanwhile: ] Is it just us at the apartment? Do we have any roommates? [ pay attention tanaka ]
[ Her lips thin out grimly and she does as instructed. Her voice wobbles as she talks. ]
Um...Fall's okay...there's--there's a lot more people there than I'm used to, and everyone's been really nice...but I still miss Summer a lot...
[ she pauses in her talking to cry out when the disinfectant hits the wound, because she is unused to such injuries and doesn't have the pain tolerance for it. By the time Ichiro's done wrapping it up, she feels exhausted and shaky, but she forces herself up. She continues on with pressure only on her heel (i said ball of her foot earlier but i meant heel), staying barefoot because her shoe's basically destroyed anyway. ]
...so we just have to walk one more block? And then we're okay...?
[ she'll grab Miku in her arms and start hobbling out. ]
[ good job!! he gives her a squeeze on the shoulder the best he can when they’re done. proud of u kid!! I’m writing that they disinfected miku too.
after that, Ichiro pushes himself up, nods, and pulls out his mic, putting his fingered through the knuckle rings. even if Tanaka didn’t power it up he can punch an invisible someone in the face if it’s necessary. speaking of Tanaka, too; that static is making him seriously wary. ]
Hey, dude, what’s up with you? Bad connection all of a sudden?
I'm fine! Just keep moving forward and get Miku home safe!
[ Into the night they go.
It's even darker now, with the lights in the buildings all mostly turned off as people slumber. The street lights are the only thing illuminating the path... almost a little eerily, since even other lights you'd normally expect to remain on in a city are switched off.
It starts to rain. It's light enough that they won't get soaked immediately, but they'll still be pretty wet before they reach whatever destination they're going to. In the distance, there is one apartment complex that still has lights on. ]
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The window breaks, and no alarm goes off. They can crawl through, but they will most likely get a few more cuts from doing so since they're now going through a smashed window.
The front of the doctor's office is just a lobby, with a small waiting room and front desk. If they want to get the goods, they'll have to walk through the door leading to the back where all the supplies are and where the doctor sees their patients. Everything is dark and silent. ]
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She yelps with a cry of pain through all of this, and crawls over to the wall inside to try and pull herself back up. She offers a bloody hand back to Ichiro. ]
C-Come on, Ichiro! Um. I can help you!
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mabel just goes yeeting through while ichiro is pulling himself off the door, so he has exactly enough time to see her fuck herself up, and lets out a half exasperated, half worried, scolding: ] Mabel, be careful.
[ he still manages to get that worried scolding big brother voice even while he sounds like he's like minutes from death? incredible. ] Unlock... unlock the door, if you can.
[ because he does not think he can actually hoist himself through that front window despite thinking he could bust open the front door five seconds ago. i'm gonna assume she can and if not he will hoist himself through the window with a lot of struggling so we can keep things moving.
once they're both inside, he'll look to make sure miku's okay, take a look at their surroundings, and limp over to the door to the back, getting blood all over the floor. well. if invisible cops show up to arrest them for property destruction, they will have a much easier suspect than a dog. ]
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Miku is okay, besides the previous injury. She's just settling down to rest as they do their breaking and entering.
The door to the back opens easily, and Ichiro will find that he can either just go into the rooms where doctors see the patients I know they have an actual specific name but I refuse to google it. But there's also a door that says EMPLOYEES ONLY, a door marked as the bathroom, and then the way to the other side of the front desk where the receptionist would normally sit. ]
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nah, she lets him in! Mabel hobbles through the office until she finds one of the patient-seeing rooms and pushes the door open with a quiet grunt of pain. ]
Here! Ichiro! There's gotta be something in here, right?
[ do they actually stock these rooms full of supplies cuz i feel like they always have to bring in everything themselves ]
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anyway he is in absolutely no shape to get anything done besides get his injuries taken care of so any exploring is gonna have to be up to mabel! she can move around a lot better than he can right now, so he eases into the room and leans against the examination table-chair thing i refuse to google also, resting his good arm heavily on the surface so he doesn't collapse. ]
We need... bandages. A sling, if you can find one.... disinfectant, something to use for a tourniquet. I probably - I need a lot of stitches, but that's gonna...gonna have to wait.
Miku. [ he whistles for their pup, again, in case he decided not to follow them. ] It's gonna be ok, Mabel.
Hey. [ less flipping off anger this time but talking to their ceiling voice not friend. ] How far away is the apartment. Are we... gonna run into any other drama?
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At the direct question, Tanaka answers. ]
It's about a block away. If you keep your heads down it should probably be fine!
[ Probably. ]
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Th-there's nothing in here! Um--maybe the employee room?!
[ she hurriedly, clumsily limps over to the door and tries to push it open. She sure hopes it's unlocked! ]
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yeah he can't really follow can he. now that he's up on this table he's probably not getting back to a standing position until he can get bandages. his blood is all outside blood right now so he just wheezes a - ] Be careful. [ when mabel goes scurrying out of the room and drops his head back on the table so he doesn't pass out. ]
A block. [ great. ichiro does not trust that sentence at all.
whatever fuck it he's basically dying on this exam table rn and super worried about mabel so might as well shoot his shot. ichiro closes his eyes. ] Hey. Can you fix my mic while we're here? Please? It'll help me protect Miku better in case shit goes down. Then I can stop asking you dumbass questions all the time.
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Meanwhile, with Ichiro, Tanaka just hums. ]
... fiiiiine. But the next time I tell you to do something, you have to actually listen the first time. Okay?
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Okay, okay, uhh--you said bandages and a sling and disinfectant and a turneykey thingy? [ she starts mumbling "bandages, sling, disinfectant, turneykey" under her breath as she keeps rifling through everything. WHAT DOES SHE FIND? ]
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[ and coughs up a little more blood. it's all good. back to tanaka, which is keeping him focused on not passing out. he is feeling very dizzy. ] ...Depends on what you're gonna tell me to do. Y'know, we - we did play with the dog like you said. And we did try to get the kid to back off, too. Shit just got... out of hand.
Did it get out of hand because we weren't... weren't listening? Or cause we were?
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[ Nice save.
Mabel will be able to find the items as she goes through the shelves, at least. It's neatly organized. ]
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She grabs a bunch of the requisite shit and dumps it on the table. Minus the tourniquet because she has no idea what it looks like or what the hell it even is. She takes the disinfectant and approaches Ichiro. ]
Okay, I need to disinfect first, right? Um...this is...probably gonna hurt a lot. [ she starts absolutely dumping the stuff all over his injuries. ]
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Of course he's n--shit! [ mABEL
ichiro hisses, shutting his eyes tight and grimaces. ] I - careful, careful. Remind me to... ngh, to teach you first aid.
[ ow. okay. well. even in this situation he seems pretty patient. sometimes you are just a Big Brother, if it was anyone else this would be entirely different. ] Tie up the -- up here. [ pointing up, above the bite mark where the worst of it is, a little, the best he can. ] You... tried to tourniquet me when I didn't need it. Remember? That's what I want you to do. Need it now. Bad. Get some of the brown... the brown bandages, use those for now. Tie it tight.
[ please he does not want to die here. his arm is absolutely fucking atrocious looking i'm so sorry, mabel. googling wolf bites informed me that it ain't great chief. i'm not gonna spend forever on first aid because of pacing but first aid is happening.
there are no weird noises or anything right? just tanaka-san who is apparently vibing? ]
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Miku continues to doze. ]
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[ the urgency in Ichiro's voice terrifies her, but she forces herself back together and grabs the bandages in question, tying them in place where Ichiro pointed her and squeezing it tighter than you would think a little girl could. Just. Absolutely squeezing the bedevil out of this arm with a bandage.
Now disinfected, she goes ahead and bandages the rest of his wounds! And honestly, does a pretty good job of them. See, Ichiro, she DOES know first aid! A little!
And last but not least, she tries to maneuver the sling over his head for his arm, but it's. kinda clumsy. ]
There! You're okay now! ...I hope.
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... For now, yeah. When we get back, we're probably gonna... I'm gonna have to do something about it.
[ ... he wipes his good hand off on the paper on the exam table so its not covered in blood and then reaches over and ruffles mabel's hair the best he can. ] Pretty sure you just saved my life, so... thanks, Mabel-chan.
[ at least he probably won't lose his arm, now. he's reaching for whatever painkillers i'm assuming she grabbed to take like, four of them and then going to try and hop up and grab miku from his napping spot. ]
Let's get his scratches cleaned up, too. How's your foot? [ a beat. ] Hey, what are we doing at our apartment? Just going home?
[ to tanakasan! ]
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It takes a few seconds for Tanaka to respond. ]
Hm? Oh, yeah. It's been a long day, so it's good to get some rest.
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...oh, my foot. [ she looks down. It's. well it's not pumping blood, but it sure is still steadily leaking. Her path through the office can be traced by the pretty significant amount of blood she's been tracking behind. ]
...I should probably bandage that before we leave, huh.
[ she slowly starts to remove her shoe and peel away the bloodsoaked sock from her wounded foot, hissing and fighting through tears. Sometimes she has to take a break to bite her lip and stifle her cries. Eventually, though, her foot is bare. She stares at it, a slick mess of wet blood and gore, so messy she can hardly tell where her toes are. If they're still even there at all. She feels a little sick. ]
I...I have to disinfect this too? [ she phrases it like a question, almost as if maybe, if she just hopes hard enough, she can avoid that agony. ]
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he'll take care of mabel's foot, lips pursing unhappily at the sight. ] ...yeah. I'll be as quick as I can, okay?
[ for us and for also moving the cyoa. ] Look up at the ceiling and talk to me about, uh. [ oh god ] ...How's it going at Fall dorm? Do you like living there?
[ he guesses???? this works? oh god.
anyway time to disinfect her foot. ichiro's much more gentle, even with only one hand, and will try and distract her long enough that he can get the entire thing taken care of and bandaged up lickety split!
meanwhile: ] Is it just us at the apartment? Do we have any roommates? [ pay attention tanaka ]
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Oh, it's just you. It's a nice place. Three bedroom, the third is for guests. Large TV. Space for a dog...
[ The doctor's office remains silent. The static noise returns for a second. ]
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Um...Fall's okay...there's--there's a lot more people there than I'm used to, and everyone's been really nice...but I still miss Summer a lot...
[ she pauses in her talking to cry out when the disinfectant hits the wound, because she is unused to such injuries and doesn't have the pain tolerance for it. By the time Ichiro's done wrapping it up, she feels exhausted and shaky, but she forces herself up. She continues on with pressure only on her heel (i said ball of her foot earlier but i meant heel), staying barefoot because her shoe's basically destroyed anyway. ]
...so we just have to walk one more block? And then we're okay...?
[ she'll grab Miku in her arms and start hobbling out. ]
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after that, Ichiro pushes himself up, nods, and pulls out his mic, putting his fingered through the knuckle rings. even if Tanaka didn’t power it up he can punch an invisible someone in the face if it’s necessary. speaking of Tanaka, too; that static is making him seriously wary. ]
Hey, dude, what’s up with you? Bad connection all of a sudden?
[ and out into the night they go? ]
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[ Into the night they go.
It's even darker now, with the lights in the buildings all mostly turned off as people slumber. The street lights are the only thing illuminating the path... almost a little eerily, since even other lights you'd normally expect to remain on in a city are switched off.
It starts to rain. It's light enough that they won't get soaked immediately, but they'll still be pretty wet before they reach whatever destination they're going to. In the distance, there is one apartment complex that still has lights on. ]
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