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WHO: Iwai and Fai, Noah, Sakura, Xiaolang
WHERE: CLAMP house
WHEN: Early Sunday morning, 1/21
WHAT: Fai gets yet another nasty Retrospec surprise and Iwai gets to deal with it. Thank goodness for patient boyfriends ;~;
WARNINGS: Blood, violence, vampirism, fear reactions. Probably not going to be pretty for a bit.
[It's still early in the morning, early enough that... well, the sky outside would have been dark anyway, honestly. But they've been trying to keep a pretty decent routine despite the perpetual darkness, and Fai's brain is telling him it's way too early to be up yet. It's even too early to be up early and making breakfast for the various members of the household, or for Iwai to have made his way out to the kitchen to make coffee. So Fai sighs, closes his one good eye again, and rolls over to curl up against Iwai and try to fall back asleep.
Except... darn it, maybe he should just zombie-shuffle over to the bathroom real quick first.
So that's what he does. He's gotten enough practice at this in the new house by now that he no longer bangs his shins against anything in the dark. Mission successful. Door pushed most of the way closed to keep the light off of Iwai so as not to wake him. Bathroom business accomplished. Hands washed. Fai pauses here at the sink, yawns mightily, and stares blearily at his own image in the mirror. Blond hair skewing every which way. One very droopy eye. One dark black swath where the other used to be. It's not pretty, but at oh-dark-thirty he doesn't have to be particularly pretty.
Bed. Boyfriend. Warmth. They call.
He prepares to turn back around, to snap the light back off and muddle his way back to the bed to burrow under the covers again, when something catches his eye in the mirror.
More specifically, his eye catches his eye. A flash of gold. For a minute there he could have sworn--
That's when the pain hits. Mind-numbing, nerve-searing, bone-twisting pain, everywhere. With a strangled yelp Fai loses his grip on the edge of the sink and falls to the bathroom floor, unable even to catch himself on his hands and knees. It's all he can do not to scream but the sounds coming from the bathroom are definitely unhappy.]
WHERE: CLAMP house
WHEN: Early Sunday morning, 1/21
WHAT: Fai gets yet another nasty Retrospec surprise and Iwai gets to deal with it. Thank goodness for patient boyfriends ;~;
WARNINGS: Blood, violence, vampirism, fear reactions. Probably not going to be pretty for a bit.
[It's still early in the morning, early enough that... well, the sky outside would have been dark anyway, honestly. But they've been trying to keep a pretty decent routine despite the perpetual darkness, and Fai's brain is telling him it's way too early to be up yet. It's even too early to be up early and making breakfast for the various members of the household, or for Iwai to have made his way out to the kitchen to make coffee. So Fai sighs, closes his one good eye again, and rolls over to curl up against Iwai and try to fall back asleep.
Except... darn it, maybe he should just zombie-shuffle over to the bathroom real quick first.
So that's what he does. He's gotten enough practice at this in the new house by now that he no longer bangs his shins against anything in the dark. Mission successful. Door pushed most of the way closed to keep the light off of Iwai so as not to wake him. Bathroom business accomplished. Hands washed. Fai pauses here at the sink, yawns mightily, and stares blearily at his own image in the mirror. Blond hair skewing every which way. One very droopy eye. One dark black swath where the other used to be. It's not pretty, but at oh-dark-thirty he doesn't have to be particularly pretty.
Bed. Boyfriend. Warmth. They call.
He prepares to turn back around, to snap the light back off and muddle his way back to the bed to burrow under the covers again, when something catches his eye in the mirror.
More specifically, his eye catches his eye. A flash of gold. For a minute there he could have sworn--
That's when the pain hits. Mind-numbing, nerve-searing, bone-twisting pain, everywhere. With a strangled yelp Fai loses his grip on the edge of the sink and falls to the bathroom floor, unable even to catch himself on his hands and knees. It's all he can do not to scream but the sounds coming from the bathroom are definitely unhappy.]
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So he's still sound asleep when Fai goes to the bathroom and would have stayed that way.
If not for the cry.
It's not a scream and it's not overly loud but it comes with a thud that suggests something heavy hitting the floor. That's enough to wake up Iwai who sits up quickly. The sound is coming from the bathroom. Half asleep and only in his underwear, he's too the door in a flash and doesn't bother to knock. Something tells him he doesn't have to.
Seeing Fai in such agony on the floor, he immediately rushes to his side.]
Shit, Fai. What happened? What's going on?
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Xiaolang
She wasn't even sure if Xiaolang was awake at that time, probably not, but she'd messaged him anyway. And he'd responded, so she ends up hesitantly heading over to their place and meeting him.
Because this happens all the time with a girl showing up at his window on a staff. Of course. But at this hour, it's much less likely that anyone else would even see. At least she tries not to tap at his window too hard.]
Xiaolang-kun?
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Finding Fai
Going around a corner, he shifts his gaze around again. His chest hurts from the shirt rubbing against it but whatever. He'll deal with that later.]
See him yet?
[He's hoping Noah has a better angle on his side of the car.]
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Meanwhile, back at the house...
By the time Xiaolang and Sakura get back he'll at least have tried to clean himself up a little, brushing his hair and tying it back, putting slippers on his feet, that sort of thing. He's not going to go get a shower or try to get back to sleep before he knows the kids are all indoors and safe again.
And... the sliding glass door to the back porch is busted. Oops.]
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