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[ahappylie]

[Okita returned earlier in the day and has since been trying to make his way back to the village with mixed results. Without his journal, he can't call for help even if he wanted to and he was dumped somewhere toward the south of the village at the tail end of the 18th, once the blizzard passed. He's got a stick and is using it to pick his way slowly through the snow, but seeing how he's been temporarily blinded and is nursing a broken right arm hidden in his kimono along with a head injury, this is an experiment destined to fail.

If anyone toward the lower half of the village is willing to find him? He'd like to get inside and stop freezing.]

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[20mask.livejournal.com]

A head wound can be really serious. Head trauma isn't something to take lightly, it can produce inner hemorrhage or damage to the brain. Cerebral contusion would be very dangerous here if no one can perform surgery!

[And he's flailing and terrified while blurting out the little he knows about medicine and thinking of the worst possible scenarios.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

...
[Souji is going to head tilt at him and then smile faintly. He didn't understand most of those words, but he'll pretend he did.]
It's just a cut, don't worry. Head wounds tend to bleed twice as much as the wound warrants.

I promise I'll be alright.

[20mask.livejournal.com]

[Yeaaah, still not sure about that, but it's Akira, he tends to over-worry.]

I'm not worried about what we can see of the wound though...

Where is your house?

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[Well, if he's really that worried...]
...

Well, I suppose stopping by the clinic, wouldn't hurt. Which way is it?

[20mask.livejournal.com]

[Oh, he'll go to the clinic then? Akira will offer him a great smile, still oblivious to his blindness even when he asks the way. Akira just assumes he doesn't go often.]

Thank you, Soujirou-san! Right, it's over here.

[Guiding him carefully for the wounds.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[He is so glad that Akira is guiding him, otherwise he'd trip into a snowbank.]
Can't let someone so young worry too much, right? I swear, both you are going to end up with wrinkles in your forehead.

[20mask.livejournal.com]

Both?

[And he has been told he worries a lot pretty often. Unfortunately usually it comes from the source of his worry so it serves of nothing.]

I do care about people's health anyway, I want to be a doctor when I grow up.

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

Mm, it's nothing.

And a doctor? I wish you luck. It is one of the hardest professions in the world.

[20mask.livejournal.com]

It is, that's why I study really hard to be able to become one. I've confidence though.

[Guiding, guiding, careful with the path.]

There'll be people at the clinic, right?

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

I admire that. I do hope you can become one then.
[He's picking his way slowly after Akira.]
Yes, there should be. But I'll be fine once you can get me that way.

[20mask.livejournal.com]

Okay...

[Nods, but he has no intention of leaving until he's told Soujirou is fine.]

We're almost there anyway.

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

Are we? How much further is it? I should be able to make the rest of the way...

[20mask.livejournal.com]

[Points to the clinic not far in front of them.]

I'm not sure how much is it, but we're almost there... Why do you ask?

[Looking at Soujirou now.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

...I was only wondering.
[He smiles, but he wasn't looking where Akira pointed.]

[20mask.livejournal.com]

What's there?

[Looking at where he's looking.]

Do you want to go have a drink? But now is not a good time...

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

A drink...?
[Oh, hur. Turns his head the other way, more toward where Akira was pointing. YAY FOR GUESSING.]
Mm, I suppose not. I should just get inside, I guess.

[20mask.livejournal.com]

[And yay for oblivious Akira not noticing anything off. Actually he is suspicious but if Soujirou won't say a thing he won't either.]

I'll go get a drink for you if you want once we're at the clinic.

[Leading him through the bridge.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[Good boy, Akira.]
Haha, aren't you a little young to be getting me a drink?

[20mask.livejournal.com]

Why would I be?

[Akira's mind: Drink = hot cocoa, coffee or something like that.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

...
[And Okita just realized this.]
No reason~ Maybe a bit later when we're settled then?

[20mask.livejournal.com]

[Stares a bit, today Soujirou is quite strange. Must be the wounds and all, back to leading him there.]

Sure!

[Entering the clinic.]

Hello? We need help here!

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[Okita totally doesn't notice him staring, lulz.]
Ah, if no one is here, don't worry. If I just make it to a bed, I'll be fine.

[20mask.livejournal.com]

Uhm, okay...

[Accompanies Soujirou to where the beds are. Leaves his hand for a bit as they stand in the area, looking around to see if he sees anyone.]

Maybe I should go check if I can find the doctor?

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[Hrm, okay, time to figure out where the bed is. He'll reach out a little until his hand hits the sheets, then turn and sit down, shifting his right arm into a more comfortable position.]

Would you? That would be quite helpful.

[20mask.livejournal.com]

[No reply, he totally saw Soujirou reaching out as if unsure where the bed was. Staring at him seriously now.]