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[i_am_your_host]

This is not the end.

The door creaks open to the sounds of voices shouting in German.

People screaming and crying.

Violence and confusion.

A body drags itself in through the doorway and crumples into a rapidly growing pool of blood on the floor.

The door closes and disappears.

And Emcee is dying.


[OOC: Plot-locked to Sunshine, Jay, Eric, and Guppy. Warning for gory traumatic injury in the first thread. Reactions are welcome!]

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[runningred]

Jay grunts as Eric's fangs bear down, suppressing the pain as much as possible. Especially as he feels the small bones of his wrist flex under Eric's iron grip.

"I'm here, Emcee." He calls out, his voice tight with pushed down pain. "You're going to be okay." He wants to be holding Emcee but he needs to be distracting Eric.

[onceaviking]

Eric ignores the exchange.

And the tears.

(He can smell them).

He swallows wetly.

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee turns to look at Sunshine passed out on the bed next to his. A moment of bewilderment and panic grips him, and he tries to sit up. Even in his state he's thinking of others before himself.

"What happened to her? Is she all right?"

And then he looks back at Jay and Eric, his eyes wide and teary.

"Why-- why is Eric feeding? Please, someone tell me what happened!"

Emcee's entire body seems to thrum with an otherworldly sensation in his agitation. A strange mix of Sunshine's inner light and Eric's insatiable hunger.

[runningred]

"Emcee, stay calm." Jays words carry a calm note of command, drawing Emcee's attention to him.

"Rae is fine, she's just resting. Eric is fine, he just needs to top up. I'm fine and I'll be with you in a moment. Just stay calm and let Guppy look you over."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy, having glanced over to check Rae is still breathing and can wait a moment, squeezes Emcee's hand gently.

"Yes you were shot. Rae and I tried to fix it but you were bleeding too fast, so Rae and Eric did some sort of healing boost. The bullets are out. I need to put another drip in you to replace the fluid, so lie still, OK?"

He hoped Emcee doesn't look at the floor.

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee looks to Jay, still a bit wild-eyed and confused, but his tone of voice reaches him, assuring him that things really are okay. Guppy's explanation helps as well; it may not make absolute sense right now, but he does get that they had saved his life.

And that is an overwhelming thought.

He takes a deep breath and settles back down, nodding blankly at Guppy's request.

But he can't stop the tears from welling in his eyes. He's not in any pain or discomfort, though, which is incredible, after having felt the worst pain he'd ever felt in his life.

"This is all so-- I don't know what to--" he murmurs in a small voice, his breath hitching with sobs that he tries to suppress.

[onceaviking]

He is still crying.

Eric swallows another mouthful of blood and lets go of Jay's wrist.


Two steps take him to Emcee's bedside.

He cannot abide tears.
Especially not tears that seem to slowly trickle down the inside of his skin.

He doesn't yell. He doesn't threaten.
He doesn't hit him.

Instead, he opens his bloody lips and says, in a soft voice smooth as honey, "Little Mouse, you have to stop crying. You are safe and tired and you should relax now," in German.

[runningred]

Jay grunts softly as Eric's fangs leave his vein, moving to grab a bandage to put pressure on the wound. Eric is otherwise occupied. Which surprises Jay. He was expecting Eric to drink him next to dry and then take off.

Not this. He knows what it is. And he's not sure what to make of it.

His wrist bound, he checks on Rae, making her comfortable and wrapping a blanket around her hand getting warm water to start washing the last of the blood off her hands.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy swiftly puts the drip in Emcee's arm and connects the fluid before going to check Rae's observations.

[sunbaked_baker]

Sunshine is curled up on her side on the other infirmary bed, her breathing deep and even, her heartbeat steady, more soundly asleep than she has been in months.

She had gotten her hands as clean as she could before she passed out - they still smell of soap - but signs of blood linger around her nails. The blood on the infirmary gown, her apron, and the knees of her jeans has dried or is well on its way to being dry.

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee looks up into Eric's eyes.

A quiet calmness suddenly descends upon him and his tears stop falling. He is safe, and he is tired, and yes, he should relax now.

And as he looks into Eric's eyes, he feels something else. Something deep that was never this powerful before, more than a vague magnetic pull between minds and bodies that could be ignored. They can't ignore this now. There is a Bond. Whatever they had done to save Emcee's life somehow strengthened it.

Emcee takes a breath to ask something--but then remains silent. He knows that Eric knows.

He settles down, quiet as a mouse.

And quite frankly, exhausted.

[onceaviking]

Oh, he feels it alright.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

Right. He will ignore it and it will go away.

He pushes Emcee's hair away from his face and gets up, wiping his mouth on his hand, and heads out of the door, saying, "We're not done," to Jay as he passes him.

Cold and hungry and -fuck.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy does a quick ward round, before clearing the infirmary up.

Cleaning all that blood takes some time. But he makes sure to get every spot.

[runningred]

Jay puts the bowl aside and nods at Eric's comment. He wasn't expecting this to be over. Right now or for some time to come.

He backed Eric into a corner. That's not something Eric was likely to forgive. "I'll find you late." He nods, acknowledging he owes Eric more than the blood he took.

He moves over to Emcee's side, taking his hand and kissing his forehead. "Hey."

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee's eyelids flutter, both at the kiss, and the utter exhaustion overtaking him.

"Jay," he whispers. He has too many questions to ask, but it all seems pointless to try to comprehend anything right now.

"Will you please stay?"

[runningred]

Jay pulls up a seat next to him with the air of a man taking up a guard post. "I'm here. And I'm not going anywhere." He promises.