[ Said very much in the tone of 'I really had to show up on the same day as all the ticket resources disappearing huh'. Because though he's a weirdo and vastly different from Aikawa, it also means he's more practical and isn't a dumbass who'd just laugh and walk off terrible things. Injuries no good. ]
Some of us still have some. I have enough to go a long way on the healing. And if we run out of those, I have all those bedsheets stashed for bandages.
The healing resources in this place are too strange and limited. If I had access to the En household's cleaner's smoke...
[ Which is a sentence that means nothing to Bucky, but. He can get a strange puff of stardust while he's eating that deviled egg, and sorry if he loses appetite real fast after this because:
He hangs up a receiver back onto the phone, even though he hasn't said anything. The line goes dead, cutting off a bit of yelling on the other side of a handful of men, who seem eager to talk to him but he honestly does not care. All that matters is that now they know, and are likely to start heading here right away.
He turns around and returns back to the main room, which is bare and empty. On the tableside is a severed head, its back turned to him -- no eyes to greet him, but instead, a massive hole carved out of the skull from the back, leaving a gaping void. In some contraption next to it instead meant for protection and preservation, lies something tiny. He picks it up and it becomes more clear -- a small devil tumour -- as literal as that can get.
In his other hand, he picks up a belt of tools -- scalpel, scissors, needles, all surgical in nature. And quietly, he steps out with tools and tumour in hand, retiring to an incredibly simple and sparse bedroom. One bed in there, but carts with other medical material, and IV to boot. He lays down with no hesitation, only offering care to the little devil-shaped thing, as fragile as it is. He hooks up the IV to himself and lays down, preparing.
His heart beats fast, but only because he knows it'll hurt, not because of the gravity of what he's about to do. He's far beyond that now, only driven by mad determination and will of a desire that isn't wholly his own. He knows the concept of how this works, drawing on the medical knowledge this body possesses. The IV is only so that he won't bleed out too fast. He cannot anesthetise too much, or else he won't be able to perform the surgery.
He grips the scalpel first, and holds it over his head. The people he called... they should arrive in time. And if not, it won't be the end of him. He starts the cut, stoic. Gets the hammer, eyes closing. Every crack sends reverbs through his head, disassociation settling in, but his hands still work, letting muscle memory take almost a third-person stance as he operates.
Delirium, dream, dissociation, pain melds into a bizarre feverish haze, until, at the least, he manages to implant the little devil into his own brain. And that's when his mad determination, fueled by insanity, finally gives out, and he completely blacks out.
...and it fades. At the least, he seems completely unbothered by such a memory playing. In fact, taking a second deviled egg. ]
[ he's just going to. stand there absolutely slackjawed for a good minute. bucky has a high tolerance for weird shit, and an even higher one for the dark and gruesome, but hooboy this is really testing his limits. ]
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w3, sunday
Bucky's here raiding the fridge of Souji's cooking, and also general snacks! Come join him in the quest to quench hunger.
wow actually this kind of parallels our very first pc, actually. this is poetic and shit ]
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Please feel this intimidating presence just. Standing behind Bucky raiding the fridge.
Just looking down at him.
Raiding the fridge. ]
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He holds out some uhhhh fuckin eggs i guess? deviled eggs? i'm assigning souji knows-about-deviled-eggs-and-makes-them ]
Want some?
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Is now holding a deviled egg or however many it is that you put into his hand. ]
What is this...
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It's deviled eggs.
You eat them.
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I'm aware they're food.
[ He's squinting extremely suspiciously though. ]
Deviled?
[ Sometimes you have real devils in your canon and they're problems. ]
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[ This is just an egg with extra steps. He doesn't look particularly enthused.
But also stupid reductive steps like that does seem like an appropriately devil thing. He will eat it. ]
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...It's fine.
[ Apparently. It ranks like a solid 3 but it's edible. Yeah, this is him on personality nerf mode. ]
You were surprised by the bodies crawling out of the grave.
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The last place didn't have it on arrival. It happened two weeks later.
[ Aka, w5. ]
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Does it really matter when it happened exactly?
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If there is another at the same time as last, there may be another here.
[ MORE DEDA INJURY BUCKY ]
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[ HE'S NOT STUPID, IT'S JUST TOO OBVIOUS TO COMMENT ON ]
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[ Said very much in the tone of 'I really had to show up on the same day as all the ticket resources disappearing huh'. Because though he's a weirdo and vastly different from Aikawa, it also means he's more practical and isn't a dumbass who'd just laugh and walk off terrible things. Injuries no good. ]
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[ As in... does this mean we're gonna run out of bedsheets for some dead, Bucky? ]
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[ grabs a deviled egg for himself and eats it ]
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[ Which is a sentence that means nothing to Bucky, but. He can get a strange puff of stardust while he's eating that deviled egg, and sorry if he loses appetite real fast after this because:
...and it fades. At the least, he seems completely unbothered by such a memory playing. In fact, taking a second deviled egg. ]
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What the hell was that.
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and eats a deviled egg. ]
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