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[Lucciola's Heart]

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Opening this door, you’re greeted with a very sparse bedroom. There’s nothing else than a tidy bed and a chair in a corner that looks very unused. You cannot really see any personal effects, besides a guild uniform hanging from a hook on the wall. However personal that can be anyway. This place doesn’t look very inviting, and it doesn’t look like someone lives there, aside from sleeping in the bed. It’s... boring, to say the least, and very small.

The thing off about this room isn’t the uninviting feel of it, but maybe the fact that it’s currently occupied by three different Castlings. They do not appear to have taken notice of each other, but are all occupied with similar tasks. On the bed sits a tiny Castling, carefully binding a wound on his arm, his face blank. On the chair there’s a slightly older Castling, taking care of more numerous shallow wounds, and lastly, a currently aged Castling sits on the floor, leaning slightly against the bed. He seems to have troubles sitting up properly, but he doesn’t move a muscle in his face to show his discomfort, and instead makes sure to slowly but methodically tend to whatever ails him. In short, it’s not a very happy scene.

Edited 2014-06-15 04:28 (UTC)

[ ...... Ah.

ROOK has gained +10000000000000000 sad feelings and guilt. Now it's multiplied by four.

Four.

Four Lucciolas hurt in some way.

His heart can't take this.

But all the same, he glances at each of them to size up the severity of each situation. Little one looks okay (STILL HURTS), Slightly older one looks ... a little less okay but still okay (STILL HURTS), big one looks like he might be in trouble too, so Rook thinks fast, bringing the Lucciola he's helping to the bed. ]

Here-- here, it's okay.

[ There's a tightness in his voice when he speaks, like he's trying his best to hold down his upset. But he's trying so hard to quash that because he can't, he can't falter. He won't falter. ]

Sorry ... this is probably going to hurt a little.

[ And thank you previous room tinybf, because Rook gets started on carefully tending to his wounds. While he does that, though, he addresses the youngest two Lucciolas in the room. ]

Hey ... are you two okay?

[ He asks, and then realizes that if they both notice who he is he's going to get that ever familiar 'I am fine' response even if they're not. ]

[Castling takes a hold of your arm as he's laid down on the bed, frowning through feeling feverish]

Lo...

Rook, are you all right?

[not only that, it's as if your voice is tearing down invisible walls between the other three, though they don't seem surprised by each other and instead focus their attention on you]

Lord Dio...!

[ Rook is going to come back and dream about this only it's going to be less depressing and more sexy. ]

I'm fine. Just worry about yourself right now. Okay?

[ Did the Lucciola by the bed respond, too? Because if he did, he focuses his attention on him while he works on getting this one here cleaned and bandaged up. ]

Are you hurt somewhere, too?

[he... nods, but just takes a deep breath]

I will be fine. Please... do not trouble yourself over me.

[ SIGH. A-at least he admitted he was hurt. ]

I've said it a lot already-- but, I'm here to help you. So I'm going to.

If you don't tell me what's wrong, I'm just going to come over there and find out myself anyway! Once I'm done with this.

[b-blinks in surprise... uhm]

Ah... I... I believe it is a poison. It will pass.

...

[ W e l p. ]

Oh...

[ And then he finishes up on the Lucciola he's currently helping out, and then speaks to both of them. ]

[ To the Lucciola from the previous room: ] There ... do you feel any better?

[ And then to the poisoned one: ] And you ... [ He's upset there's not much he can really ... do to ease the poison, but...! ] You don't have to be on the uncomfortable floor to wait for it to pass. I think there's enough room on the bed for you until you feel better.

[now Castling feels bad about maybe saying he's poisoned too, but his is worse and he gulps down some air to reply, TRYING NOT TO LOOK TOO FEVERISH it's cool we cool]

Yes. It is better. Thank you, Rook.

[... you just want to see two Lucciolas on the same bed don't you. HE LOOKS SURPRISED STILL]

Eh? But. Are you certain...? [we're both adult dude my bed is tiny]

[ OH MY GOD I DO NOT.................... right at this moment. In another time and another place, maybe. ]

Of course I'm certain. It doesn't matter if it's a little crowded, as long as you're resting properly.

[ And giving a CONCERNED LOOK TO CASTLING at his response. ]

... are you sure it's better?

Aaah... as you wish, Lord Dio.

[I GUESS I CAN SHARE A BED WITH MYSELF... speaking of, Castling breathes in on a few shudders and closes his eyes. at first glance you'd think he was going to sleep, but it's not quite right]

I do not... know. I am very tired.

Tired?

[ Furrows his brow, because that could be normal what with the blood loss and ... whole ordeal. Places a hand on his forehead while he asks the two Lucciolas in better shape. :(a ]

I know it's asking a lot... [ Or maybe not so much since this is technically Lucciola taking care of himself which he ... does. But that's why Rook's doing as much as he can, too, so he knows that he doesn't always have to do that. ]

But ... can you help me look after these two, if you feel up to it? Or if you can help me find anything else I need [ Like those shards. ] to get rid of the problem that's infiltrated this place.

[Castling is very feverish and his skin is hot to the touch.

the other Lucciolas look up and nod. the slightly older finishes his small bandaids and stands up]

We will help, Lord Dio. You are looking for... shards, correct?

Yeah.

And if there's anything more we can do for him... [ This poor feverish baby. ;; ]

[he glances at Castling, frowning]

Something is wrong. [I MEAN MORE THAN... usual]

Wrong ... what do you mean wrong? Do you know what?

[he makes his way over to the bed and reaches over to feel his forehead too]

This is... rose poison. But it is too strong. It should not make him this tired.

[ He sure said the not-so-magic word. ]

... maybe whatever's affecting him is making it worse.

[ Goals in order: Take care of this Castling > Pick up any shards for that mirror on the way. > Finish picking up shards for that mirror after Castling is better. > SEE WHAT FIXING THAT MIRROR DOES. > ..... idk what else yet maybe that will be all.

He's not letting any part of Castling in here get worse or heavens forbid die. ]

I ... think I know where to go to help him, in that case.

[all the Lucciolas frown at you for that statement]

The rose garden is not safe.

[ Clearly the best way to counter a heavy load of FROWNS is with an even more emotional declaration of determination. ]

I know.

But all four of you here are still "Lucciola." And if even one part of you needs help, I'm not going to ignore it. Because it's all of you together, every part of you that's precious to me.

...

And, I know you'd do the same thing for me, without hesitation.

[ow feelings]

Please do not go alone.

[ Take that. ]

Don't worry. There are others in here who are helping, too.

[ But he also doesn't know how long Castling has before it gets worse than it is now ... so he's also squirmy about time limits. ]

I'll be back! I promise. And hopefully with you all feeling a little better.

[nods, after a moment]

Ah... all right...

[Castling isn't acknowledging his surroundings at the moment, so he won't even notice you leaving. the others watch you apprehensively, though

whenever you decide to leave, the door will take you back to the Hub]

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