[The gun backfires while Sieghart pockets the matches. He reaches for his side, then leans away from the bayonet and snaps his arm out to wallop the incoming soldier on the head with the bottle from the clown costume that he took back at the house.]
[Sieghart reaches out and whacks that incoming soldier on the head with that bottle, which shatters on impact. The dude drops like a sack of potatoes!
Unfortunately, a third soldier takes the opportunity presented, darting in with a raised blade and neatly bringing it down on Sieghart's left arm, severing it. Bye, useful arm! Soujirou is just yelling from the cart by now, holy shit.
Risu's frisbee hopes and dreams are now dashed on the rocks... He may have turbo-powered punches but Aikawa manages to keep him wrangled for the time being. Nikaido also takes a bayonet to the gut because she can't keep this wall of frenzied soldiers away from these stupid gay wizards forever!!
anyway no one seems to have answers for Aikawa's very legitimate questions and honestly lowe shouldn't have been kind and given these injuries to me when i asked politely because i will take them by force. From the entrance they came from, there's a by now familiar loud and low growl... Their bear friend, now looking a little singed and with a bloody muzzle, barrels into the enclosure. SOLDIERS ARE SCREAMING ALL OVER AGAIN... It's literally so large that it can simply step on one of them and snap their back with a horrifying crunch.
It then gallops immediately in the direction of Risu's corpse, but of course, sweet Aikawa is already there. This is apparently the meal it's after, though; in an attempt to get at it, the bear swipes a heavy paw down, claws leaving a gash all the way down the back of Aikawa's head, neck and upper back.]
[ Aikawa could really be living his best bisexual life but instead he lives a nonsexual life. Anyway. ]
Nikaido!
[ As he will instead, wrestle this wandering Risu body up and shove him into those soldiers to get them away from her. And I guess that's the last thing he'll get to do before he just gets a BIG BEAR SLASH DOWN HIS UPPER BODY? ??? Can this be called upper body, well anyway. He falls over because of that, of course. He may be big but he can't just stay standing after he got bitch-slapped by a goddamn wild-swinging bear who can't even see what he's swinging at, it's so sad. ]
F -- uck...
[ Ow. I had considered having him just take Nikaido and have them both flee by cart but that is no longer immediately possible. ]
[He feels the absence of weight before his body registers the loss, and is already whipping around to stab the soldier in the neck with the broken bottle, which he then abandons to break into a sprint toward the heart of the scuffle. That stupid idiot!
Using his teeth and remaining hand to fire up a match, he lights the last of the smoke bomb and hurls it at the ground by the bear. As much as he'd love to fight, he can't let Aikawa suffer more damage. Driven by a surge of adrenaline, Sieghart runs into the smoke in order to grab Aikawa by the collar and drag him toward the cart.]
[Oop there goes a man, downed by a bear... Nikaido whips around just in time to see that!]
Aikawa—!
[She dashes over to help him, but Sieghart interferes, tossin' in that smoke bomb and bathing the area in thick smoke. Though the bear isn't particularly affected this time because its quarry is right under its nose, the bear also 1) causes most of the soldiers around them to scatter out of pants-shitting fear and 2) doesn't seem that interested in either of them, so that's good! It follows Risu's corpse, decimating the wholeass group of soldiers that Aikawa threw the corpse toward. Then, it locks down on Risu's middle with its gnarlyass teeth and starts to drag him away. At the same time, Nikaido will dash over and grab Aikawa's other side, helping Sieghart drag him to the cart.
Meanwhile, there's another friendly voice coming from the entrance gate!]
Oh, no... My sweet Gennou... Gracious, what a mess you've made...? Didn't I tell you that you'd get scolded for attacking your teammates...? You never listen to me... But it looks like you've found something good tonight...?
[It's hard to see because of the smoke now, but they might happen to catch a glance of the bear dragging Risu's body over toward Ikoma.
To the surprise of no one, that man do be a cannibal, so they might catch a glimpse of him raising his handy cleaver and starting to carve through Risu like a turkey.
On the plus side, there's absolutely no one trying to stop them from leaving in this absolute clusterfuck of a pandemonium.
Since Nikaido was stabbed but still has working arms, she'll look between the other two.]
[ He's really in no state to be able to make a second attempt to get this bear to stop trying to attack and-or eat Risu's body, and that stupid cannibal man that we were right about all along, either. If he were more functional, he would actually stab that man though for being heinous (or [Manga Chapter Voice] Repulsive).
Realistically speaking, he should be fully aware that Risu's body getting decimated is not a problem. That man has come back to life from being literally nothing but a head, and a head that was dead for two years at that. It's just sentiment, really. And again, it's having sentiments that ultimately get him fucked over.
Is it worth it, then? Is it worth continuing to be a person if it's ultimately pointless and only causes hurt and pain for all involved? Well, those aren't really his current thoughts, his current thoughts are a lot more incoherent, with the sheer amount of pain and blood that comes with getting clawed down the entire backside of his head, neck, shoulders, whatever. Owie :(.
Anyway sorry he's sorta dead weight, like he's trying? But it's evident that his brain and body aren't exactly well-coordinated right now! ]
[It's Sieghart's hope that Aikawa can't glimpse the repulsive display through the smoke as he loads the latter onto the cart.]
Go!
[The muscles of his shoulder where the soldier severed his arm are still contracted, stemming the flow of blood for the time being. Sieghart takes advantage of this to roll Aikawa over and attend to the back wound by pressing down with the full force of his weight. He doesn't have spare cloth on his person, but his hand is already wrapped in fresh bandage to act as a makeshift gauze.]
[SWEET AIKAWA... SWEET SIEGHART. who could have done this to them.
Nikaido runs to the front of the cart, quickly leaping up and taking the reigns and directing the horses to get the hell out of dodge. Several of the barrels fall over with one or two rolling out the back end, but fortunately none of them contain any corpses. They tear out through the exit gates, leaving behind the bodies of fallen soldiers and lifeless friends alike.
It doesn't take long before the shouting and gunfire and other cacophonous sounds fade into the distance. The horses rush along the path and the cart jostles around, which probably isn't great for either of their injuries, but. They're making good time, at least, and no enemies come swooping in to stop them. Their forces are all probably too busy dealing with the absolute confusing as hell news about what happened at the checkpoint.
Nikaido is silent from where she sits at the front of the cart, for the most part. Soujirou is still back here too, but he's tucked himself away beside a barrel, and is silently watching the absolute mess that is a dude with one arm trying to staunch the bloodflow of a dude with a massive set of claw marks down his back.
Eventually, after what probably feels like a small eternity, the horses begin to slow down. Should anyone be willing or able to look outside, they'll see they've entered a stretch of farmland village, with small buildings dotting the fields around them.]
Anyway like, Aikawa's already bad enough off that the jostling can't really make him... worse. I like how this is just the most awkward cart ride with Aikawa being basically in critical state and everyone just sits around him awkwardly.
I'm sorry to say he is not in a state. Can someone please wrap his head I'm begging. He's probably just in general very delirious and very unsteady. Wobblehands in head trauma. This is a weird one lads. ]
Soujirou, hand me the bandages from the kit over there.
[His right arm trembles above Aikawa from the fever racking his body now that the adrenaline has largely run its course. He swallows down the urge to retch and squeezes his eyes shut to fight off the nauseating wave of dizziness as he sways in place. Blood begins to seep from his open left shoulder wound, but he sucks in a breath—cut short by sharp pain from his broken ribs—and presses down on Aikawa's back with renewed zeal.
Once he gets the bandages in question, he asks Soujirou for assistance in getting Aikawa's head wrapped. That is, Soujirou can hold it in place while Sieghart does the wrapping with gritted teeth.
Then the horses slow, and Sieghart's eyes flit to the opening in the back of the cart. He dares not move his head around too much, lest he lose all sense of balance and tip over. He pants slowly, yet shallowly, as they near their destination.]
[Soujirou will help! Though as soon as he moves to his unsteady feet, his reason for staying motionless and silent will probably be clear: he's clutching his side with both hands, which appears to be bloody. Maybe that has something to do with one of the stray bullet holes in the cart's side! did y'all really think i'd let this child get through this cyoa unscathed.
Anyway, he's still a little trooper and he'll insist on helping to hold the bandages in place as Sieghart works, giving Aikawa's forehead a gentle little rub after wiping his hand on his shirt. He even tries to help Sieghart bandage his own arm, though that's a tall order since that ain't gonna do shit for a wholeass severed limb.
The cart comes to a stop eventually, though. They'll be able to hear the sounds of people rushing over from outside, joyous shouts of 'they're here, they made it!' and 'those are Kondo-dono's men, right?!' ringing from outside. Though there's also some concerned yelling from near the front - 'Nikaido?! Are you okay?!'
The fabric flap at the back of the cart flips open soon after, and light floods the interior of it. The excitement and teary-eyed relief of the group standing outside immediately melts into concern, though, considering how GNARLY THESE GUYS LOOK. People are immediately shouting to each other and calling for medical supplies, climbing in to try pulling out all of the injured as carefully as they can. Maybe Sieghart or Aikawa will catch sight of some others carrying an unconscious Nikaido into one of the nearby buildings as they're scooped up into the arms of people who feel like allies, like people they can trust.
Before the two are pulled from the back of the cart completely, Soujirou reaches out for both of them, giving Aikawa's hand a squeeze with his little bloody one and reaching out to rest the other against Sieghart's cheek, leaving a small smear. He speaks quietly - maybe too quietly to hear:]
...Thank you for bringing him home.
[As the welcome party begins to carry them both toward the houses, their vision will start to white out, ears ringing as they lose consciousness.
The next time they open their eyes, it will be somewhere much more familiar, at least.]
[ SOUJIROU!!!!!! Well he isn't dead so it's fine I guess. The way we lost Lucretia... help...
Aikawa continues to not be in any reasonable shape to respond to all the hubbub, though, wheezing as he tries to maintain consciousness in splitting pain plus the large amount of blood loss. Adrenaline is fully gone by now, and he can only do his best to keep his equally splitting consciousness together. Out of spite more than anything, that after all they went through, after all this pain and bullshit and misery -- the last thing he's going to let happen is crawl out of the grave with his body no longer his own, yet again.
Or so he can try, at least, because whether he wills it or no, and even if his body is somewhat of a war tank (also whether he wills it or no), both bodily limits and CYOA have decreed his consciousness will fade.
Soujirou's words, though -- he'll remember that. Maybe.
Who doesn't deserve to go home -- have a place to call home? ]
[Sieghart has only one priority in mind here, and it's to keep Aikawa alive. The dressing Soujirou put together for his severed arm is already soaked and due for a change, but he's still got some blood left to keep applying pressure when he feels warm arms around his body that pull him toward the light.
Despite the dizzying nausea that rocks his senses and the burning pain radiating from his bitten leg, he feels secure. It's a strangely nostalgic feeling, and one he hasn't felt in years. Soujirou's hand against his cheek gives his attention a place to focus, and the child's visage blurs in his vision.
Home, huh?
Before he slips into oblivion, all Sieghart can think is that Aikawa had better live.]
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[The gun backfires while Sieghart pockets the matches. He reaches for his side, then leans away from the bayonet and snaps his arm out to wallop the incoming soldier on the head with the bottle from the clown costume that he took back at the house.]
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Unfortunately, a third soldier takes the opportunity presented, darting in with a raised blade and neatly bringing it down on Sieghart's left arm, severing it. Bye, useful arm! Soujirou is just yelling from the cart by now, holy shit.
Risu's frisbee hopes and dreams are now dashed on the rocks... He may have turbo-powered punches but Aikawa manages to keep him wrangled for the time being. Nikaido also takes a bayonet to the gut because she can't keep this wall of frenzied soldiers away from these stupid gay wizards forever!!
anyway no one seems to have answers for Aikawa's very legitimate questions and honestly lowe shouldn't have been kind and given these injuries to me when i asked politely because i will take them by force. From the entrance they came from, there's a by now familiar loud and low growl... Their bear friend, now looking a little singed and with a bloody muzzle, barrels into the enclosure. SOLDIERS ARE SCREAMING ALL OVER AGAIN... It's literally so large that it can simply step on one of them and snap their back with a horrifying crunch.
It then gallops immediately in the direction of Risu's corpse, but of course, sweet Aikawa is already there. This is apparently the meal it's after, though; in an attempt to get at it, the bear swipes a heavy paw down, claws leaving a gash all the way down the back of Aikawa's head, neck and upper back.]
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Nikaido!
[ As he will instead, wrestle this wandering Risu body up and shove him into those soldiers to get them away from her. And I guess that's the last thing he'll get to do before he just gets a BIG BEAR SLASH DOWN HIS UPPER BODY? ??? Can this be called upper body, well anyway. He falls over because of that, of course. He may be big but he can't just stay standing after he got bitch-slapped by a goddamn wild-swinging bear who can't even see what he's swinging at, it's so sad. ]
F -- uck...
[ Ow. I had considered having him just take Nikaido and have them both flee by cart but that is no longer immediately possible. ]
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Using his teeth and remaining hand to fire up a match, he lights the last of the smoke bomb and hurls it at the ground by the bear. As much as he'd love to fight, he can't let Aikawa suffer more damage. Driven by a surge of adrenaline, Sieghart runs into the smoke in order to grab Aikawa by the collar and drag him toward the cart.]
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Aikawa—!
[She dashes over to help him, but Sieghart interferes, tossin' in that smoke bomb and bathing the area in thick smoke. Though the bear isn't particularly affected this time because its quarry is right under its nose, the bear also 1) causes most of the soldiers around them to scatter out of pants-shitting fear and 2) doesn't seem that interested in either of them, so that's good! It follows Risu's corpse, decimating the wholeass group of soldiers that Aikawa threw the corpse toward. Then, it locks down on Risu's middle with its gnarlyass teeth and starts to drag him away. At the same time, Nikaido will dash over and grab Aikawa's other side, helping Sieghart drag him to the cart.
Meanwhile, there's another friendly voice coming from the entrance gate!]
Oh, no... My sweet Gennou... Gracious, what a mess you've made...? Didn't I tell you that you'd get scolded for attacking your teammates...? You never listen to me... But it looks like you've found something good tonight...?
[It's hard to see because of the smoke now, but they might happen to catch a glance of the bear dragging Risu's body over toward Ikoma.
To the surprise of no one, that man do be a cannibal, so they might catch a glimpse of him raising his handy cleaver and starting to carve through Risu like a turkey.
On the plus side, there's absolutely no one trying to stop them from leaving in this absolute clusterfuck of a pandemonium.
Since Nikaido was stabbed but still has working arms, she'll look between the other two.]
You got him?! I'll take the front!
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Realistically speaking, he should be fully aware that Risu's body getting decimated is not a problem. That man has come back to life from being literally nothing but a head, and a head that was dead for two years at that. It's just sentiment, really. And again, it's having sentiments that ultimately get him fucked over.
Is it worth it, then? Is it worth continuing to be a person if it's ultimately pointless and only causes hurt and pain for all involved? Well, those aren't really his current thoughts, his current thoughts are a lot more incoherent, with the sheer amount of pain and blood that comes with getting clawed down the entire backside of his head, neck, shoulders, whatever. Owie :(.
Anyway sorry he's sorta dead weight, like he's trying? But it's evident that his brain and body aren't exactly well-coordinated right now! ]
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Go!
[The muscles of his shoulder where the soldier severed his arm are still contracted, stemming the flow of blood for the time being. Sieghart takes advantage of this to roll Aikawa over and attend to the back wound by pressing down with the full force of his weight. He doesn't have spare cloth on his person, but his hand is already wrapped in fresh bandage to act as a makeshift gauze.]
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Nikaido runs to the front of the cart, quickly leaping up and taking the reigns and directing the horses to get the hell out of dodge. Several of the barrels fall over with one or two rolling out the back end, but fortunately none of them contain any corpses. They tear out through the exit gates, leaving behind the bodies of fallen soldiers and lifeless friends alike.
It doesn't take long before the shouting and gunfire and other cacophonous sounds fade into the distance. The horses rush along the path and the cart jostles around, which probably isn't great for either of their injuries, but. They're making good time, at least, and no enemies come swooping in to stop them. Their forces are all probably too busy dealing with the absolute confusing as hell news about what happened at the checkpoint.
Nikaido is silent from where she sits at the front of the cart, for the most part. Soujirou is still back here too, but he's tucked himself away beside a barrel, and is silently watching the absolute mess that is a dude with one arm trying to staunch the bloodflow of a dude with a massive set of claw marks down his back.
Eventually, after what probably feels like a small eternity, the horses begin to slow down. Should anyone be willing or able to look outside, they'll see they've entered a stretch of farmland village, with small buildings dotting the fields around them.]
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Anyway like, Aikawa's already bad enough off that the jostling can't really make him... worse. I like how this is just the most awkward cart ride with Aikawa being basically in critical state and everyone just sits around him awkwardly.
I'm sorry to say he is not in a state. Can someone please wrap his head I'm begging. He's probably just in general very delirious and very unsteady. Wobblehands in head trauma. This is a weird one lads. ]
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[His right arm trembles above Aikawa from the fever racking his body now that the adrenaline has largely run its course. He swallows down the urge to retch and squeezes his eyes shut to fight off the nauseating wave of dizziness as he sways in place. Blood begins to seep from his open left shoulder wound, but he sucks in a breath—cut short by sharp pain from his broken ribs—and presses down on Aikawa's back with renewed zeal.
Once he gets the bandages in question, he asks Soujirou for assistance in getting Aikawa's head wrapped. That is, Soujirou can hold it in place while Sieghart does the wrapping with gritted teeth.
Then the horses slow, and Sieghart's eyes flit to the opening in the back of the cart. He dares not move his head around too much, lest he lose all sense of balance and tip over. He pants slowly, yet shallowly, as they near their destination.]
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Anyway, he's still a little trooper and he'll insist on helping to hold the bandages in place as Sieghart works, giving Aikawa's forehead a gentle little rub after wiping his hand on his shirt. He even tries to help Sieghart bandage his own arm, though that's a tall order since that ain't gonna do shit for a wholeass severed limb.
The cart comes to a stop eventually, though. They'll be able to hear the sounds of people rushing over from outside, joyous shouts of 'they're here, they made it!' and 'those are Kondo-dono's men, right?!' ringing from outside. Though there's also some concerned yelling from near the front - 'Nikaido?! Are you okay?!'
The fabric flap at the back of the cart flips open soon after, and light floods the interior of it. The excitement and teary-eyed relief of the group standing outside immediately melts into concern, though, considering how GNARLY THESE GUYS LOOK. People are immediately shouting to each other and calling for medical supplies, climbing in to try pulling out all of the injured as carefully as they can. Maybe Sieghart or Aikawa will catch sight of some others carrying an unconscious Nikaido into one of the nearby buildings as they're scooped up into the arms of people who feel like allies, like people they can trust.
Before the two are pulled from the back of the cart completely, Soujirou reaches out for both of them, giving Aikawa's hand a squeeze with his little bloody one and reaching out to rest the other against Sieghart's cheek, leaving a small smear. He speaks quietly - maybe too quietly to hear:]
...Thank you for bringing him home.
[As the welcome party begins to carry them both toward the houses, their vision will start to white out, ears ringing as they lose consciousness.
The next time they open their eyes, it will be somewhere much more familiar, at least.]
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Aikawa continues to not be in any reasonable shape to respond to all the hubbub, though, wheezing as he tries to maintain consciousness in splitting pain plus the large amount of blood loss. Adrenaline is fully gone by now, and he can only do his best to keep his equally splitting consciousness together. Out of spite more than anything, that after all they went through, after all this pain and bullshit and misery -- the last thing he's going to let happen is crawl out of the grave with his body no longer his own, yet again.
Or so he can try, at least, because whether he wills it or no, and even if his body is somewhat of a war tank (also whether he wills it or no), both bodily limits and CYOA have decreed his consciousness will fade.
Soujirou's words, though -- he'll remember that. Maybe.
Who doesn't deserve to go home -- have a place to call home? ]
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Despite the dizzying nausea that rocks his senses and the burning pain radiating from his bitten leg, he feels secure. It's a strangely nostalgic feeling, and one he hasn't felt in years. Soujirou's hand against his cheek gives his attention a place to focus, and the child's visage blurs in his vision.
Home, huh?
Before he slips into oblivion, all Sieghart can think is that Aikawa had better live.]