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Wednesday, 14 September 2011 03:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
screwthegods[It's late in the evening when Homura finds himself deposited from one dark room into another. His defenses are up, instincts screaming to protect his battered and bruised body from further injury. Yet despite his will, the Malnosso have done their damage; his wounds are severe, blood still seeping from barely-patched gashes along his torso. Equally deep red stains mark the new-feather pants, leaving Homura dizzy and weak. He clings the first solid object he finds with his palm, swaying in an all-too telling fashion even as he tries to take a few steps forward. Having no idea about his location just yet, Homura struggles for patience as his eyes adjust to the darkness.]
[Later in the night, Homura makes the trek across the village to his own apartment. He's better now, though blood still dries on his clothes as he moves. It's a long trip to the highest floor of Community Housing 3, and the silence that meets him on his return is hardly as welcoming as most might expect. Instead of his own room, his own bed, Homura first heads across the hall to the bedroom once occupied by a fellow demi-god. He finds it empty, however, stripped of possessions and personalization that had once marked Nataku's presence. Despite the fatigue, Homura opens his journal then; better to make the announcement right away. There is no telling how long it's already been delayed.]
To those that might have known him, Toushin Nataku Taishi has been sent home.
[ooc: Late night overdue return from mallynap! Homura will be patched up by Ayumu before he heads for his own house, but he's otherwise free over the journal or in person to anyone interested who would be up that late.]
[Later in the night, Homura makes the trek across the village to his own apartment. He's better now, though blood still dries on his clothes as he moves. It's a long trip to the highest floor of Community Housing 3, and the silence that meets him on his return is hardly as welcoming as most might expect. Instead of his own room, his own bed, Homura first heads across the hall to the bedroom once occupied by a fellow demi-god. He finds it empty, however, stripped of possessions and personalization that had once marked Nataku's presence. Despite the fatigue, Homura opens his journal then; better to make the announcement right away. There is no telling how long it's already been delayed.]
To those that might have known him, Toushin Nataku Taishi has been sent home.
[ooc: Late night overdue return from mallynap! Homura will be patched up by Ayumu before he heads for his own house, but he's otherwise free over the journal or in person to anyone interested who would be up that late.]
Re: [video]
Date: Monday, 19 September 2011 04:20 am (UTC)In here, Son Goku.
[Homura is sitting on a couch in a largely barren room. Most of the decorations had been provided by the now gone Nataku, meaning that they also vanished along with the boy. There's little to see besides furniture and the demi-god himself, although Homura is a bit of a sight at the moment. He's still shirtless, but largely covered by bandages thanks to Ayumu's care earlier in the evening. It's clear that he's been hurt recently, and severely, although Homura himself tries largely to ignore the pain.]
You're up late.
[video]
Date: Thursday, 22 September 2011 12:57 pm (UTC)[Goku peeks at the room with a temporal shy curiosity, at least until he spots Homura. So many bandages... Goku runs inside and to his side looking at the bandages as if he could see through them to check the man's wounds... And as if he knew how to actually care of someone hurt.]
Why are you hurt like this? Who did it?
Re: [video]
Date: Friday, 23 September 2011 08:10 pm (UTC)[Of course, Homura would imagine Goku to be a bit larger in size as well. When the significantly smaller boy enters his living room, Homura can only assume the Malnosso are to blame for his predicament as well. Fortunately, it seems that whatever physical wounds Goku might have had are either already healed, or easily forgotten in the face of distraction.
He grins tiredly as Goku shows his concern. The bandages show the extent of his injuries through sheer number, but each has been applied by skilled and nimble hands.]
The Malnosso decided I'd be a good subject for their more personal experiments. I assume that the same applies to you?