How about some scarred children, island?

[deformedthegame.livejournal.com]

[On the outskirts of the Satellite area, a Rua is running, or rather having an unsteady trot getting even more unsteady as time marches on.

He's bleeding fairly badly and has several gashes across various parts of his body. His chest is heaving, since its difficult to breath for him. His face shows a clear look of fright and tears streaked with blood from wiping them off.

He cannot go much further and collapses on the street. Somebody please assist?]

[ooc: Have an injured Rua, who had a bad run in with his Inverse Signer sister]

Comments

[fledglingrose.livejournal.com]

...

[deformedthegame.livejournal.com]

[All you'll be able to get Aki, is some grunts as Rua tries to pull himself up]

[fledglingrose.livejournal.com]

[A sniffle.]

You don't look like any of the kids on the playground...

Did I do that?

[deformedthegame.livejournal.com]

Wha? [He manages to utter, looking at her with his bloodshot eyes]

[fledglingrose.livejournal.com]

You're hurt.

[deformedthegame.livejournal.com]

[Rua makes a soft whine trying to bring himself up]

Ca-can you help me?

[fledglingrose.livejournal.com]

...You...you want my help?

[Confusion and worry.]

[deformedthegame.livejournal.com]

Please? [He looks at her with pleading eyes]

[fledglingrose.livejournal.com]

...Ok...

[She starts moving her arms to try and maybe hold you up - it's clear she doesn't have experience with it, and she's very wary of it. But, the mark on her arm might hold a clue as to why.]

[dr-mufasa.livejournal.com]

[Annnnnd Fudou Hakase sees little Rua in the street, furrowing his brow and nearing him, crouching down by his side.]

Hey... [This is said softly, and he rests a hand on the boy's shoulder.]

[deformedthegame.livejournal.com]

Ahh! [He yelps a little, being touched in area where it hurts]

[dr-mufasa.livejournal.com]

[He pulls his hand away and gently tries to help the boy to sit up.] Where's it hurting now? [He notices the shoulder area, but could there be anything else?]

[deformedthegame.livejournal.com]

Everything. [He coughs once, hacking up a few drops of blood]

[dr-mufasa.livejournal.com]

[Dr. Fudou blinks and notices this, shaking his head and resting his fingers against Rua's neck to feel his pulse. It seems a bit thready.] What happened to you, kiddo? Who did this to you?

[deformedthegame.livejournal.com]

Um, [He tries to steady himself] A-a Dark Signer...

[dr-mufasa.livejournal.com]

[He's obviously not familiar with the term.]

Dark Signer? What kind of thing is that?

Perhaps we should find a safer place to set you down... that's not a street.

[deformedthegame.livejournal.com]

I think... [Whining as the pain shoots up his body again] I need to go to the hospital.

[topsbornwarrior.livejournal.com]

[And Yusei has just rounded the corner, paling when he sees his kid brother lying in the middle of the street.]

Rua!

[Quickly he runs up and crouches down beside him to assort his wounds.] What happened?

[deformedthegame.livejournal.com]

Yu-sei?

[He looks up at him with bloodshot eyes and tears] Something bad - Ha-ha [He coughs up blood] -paned. [Struggling to get the words out]

[topsbornwarrior.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it's me. [He looks terribly shocked and upset; the responsible better hides low and well or he'll come to face with a very angry older brother.]

Don't talk Rua. [He takes a deep breath, doing his best to regain his calm.] I'm going to take you to a doctor.

[deformedthegame.livejournal.com]

Okay. [He tries to stand on his own, only to have pain shoot up and cause him to fall again]

[topsbornwarrior.livejournal.com]

[Yusei reaches down to lift Rua up.]

You shouldn't move either. I refuse to let you end up more hurt than you are already.

[deformedthegame.livejournal.com]

[Rua just whines as he holds onto Yusei, not wanting to let go right now]

[topsbornwarrior.livejournal.com]

[Yusei pulls Rua close, he needs to find a doctor, needs to make sure that Rua will be alright; he just needs to fix this, he would never forgive himself otherwise.

He walks down the streets as fast as he dares; he knows there has to be a clinic somewhere around here.]

Everything is going to be fine, Rua, just hold on, okay?

[deformedthegame.livejournal.com]

[Even in Satellite there should be one, or at least a doctor floating alright. Rua just makes a few soft pain noises before responding]

Alright... Yusei.