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worcestershiresauce ([personal profile] worcestershiresauce) wrote 2023-11-28 05:16 pm (UTC)

Putain, pourquoi ne m'a-t-il pas appelé plus tôt?

[His footsteps quicken as he sees the lift in sight and starts to run as fast as he can. He doesn't care who he hits on the way over to the lift they are in his way and he needs to go make sure it's not an artery. He knows in the back of his mind that if it was an artery, Gokudera would be dead by now but in his panicked mind reason doesn't exist. His ears start to get cold as he runs and his eyes begin watering too.]

I'm more upset you didn't call me sooner! I could have helped! What if it's infected now? What if it goes near your arteries? Putain de merde,'Dera!

[It doesn't help that most places are closed too. He passes a little market just starting to unboard and it looks like it's run by natives. Those idiots are never going to sell him anything without a dominant so he he barges in and just takes whatever medical supplies he can. Maybe he'll come back with money but right now stealing is fine by him. He probably terrifed the shop keeper anyway with how he almost broke the door down to get in and growled the moment he grabbed the supplies. The cold only made his breath visible and looked like steam coming from an already feral man. Gokudera probably hears things breaking on the other end as Wriothesley makes it out of the store and finally gets to the lift, more supplies than he needed in his arms. He's panting a little, adrenaline already kicked in and the lift is taking it's damn time.]

I'm on my way, I'm coming 'Dera. Stay awake okay? Don't hang up.

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