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[Vash has been dumped into the forest unceremoniously after his first trip to the labs. They were nice enough to leave his journal beside him but not his clothes. Which is making it not only hard to hide his old scars, but even harder to hide just how hurt his right arm is in just the new feather white pants. Arms aren’t suppose to be at those angles or bleed so much.

After some time he’ll manage to push himself up into a sitting position and rip his pant legs to at least make some bandages for the deeper cuts. Besides the arm he does have some bruising for being a stubborn captive and is a bit pale with some very dark circles under his eyes. He knows he looks like crap so it takes him a bit before he finally opens his journal being careful to show only his face.] Ah, sorry if I worried anyone, but I’m back now.

Luka are you alright?

[Filtered from Rem and Meryl // 40% Unhackable]

Ah… is there anyone at the clinic who can set broken bones right now? Ah-haha… and if possible, don’t suppose I could see a male doctor?

[And with that Vash is going to rest against a tree for a bit before attempting to get up and make his way to the clinic through the forest to avoid as many people as he can.]

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Ah... it's just my arm that's hurt. And a towel can probably wait until I get home... but ah, the blanket would be nice to cover up with. [I really don't want Rem to see...] A-ah! And shoes could probably wait too.

We'll be there soon.

...

You're- you're sure you're okay other than that? [ Yep, you're included in the mother-henning, Vash. ]

Yeah... I'm alright. Just tired.

[ Deflating. ]

Good.

[ AND THEY ARE OFF. To the forest. To be heroic~ ]

[Let's go Brosopp.]

[Vash's scent isn't one that Chopper has had very many opportunities to memorize; even now, its existence is barely an imprint on the back of his mind. On a normal day, that might have been just enough. On a rainy day - rain seems to have been getting in the way of his tracking skills quite a bit, lately - it makes things sufficiently more difficult. That's why they're in the middle of the forest, facing a direction that Chopper is only semi-sure is the correct way to Vash. Looking up at Usopp with much "D:" face now.]

Usopp, I...can't find the trail anymore.

[ Usopp stops in turn and doesn't need to ask at all, it turns out. Not that face, Chopper. ;; ]

Y-you can't?

Ah- well we'll just have to use our manly intuition then, right? It never fails when a friend is counting on you, you know! [ Smiiiile for the adorable one. ] Getting us this far was already really good!

{If it wasn't raining...}

[Chopper rubs his nose in frustration, fighting back a sneeze as he inhales a few water droplets. He knows Usopp is trying to make him feel better, and nods - but all he can think about is the fact that Vash is out here, injured and in the rain. If his nose won't work, time for the next best thing.]

VAAAAAAAAASH!

[Luckily the journal has been keeping Vash awake and focused on something. Otherwise he might have passed out by now.]

Over here! [And he'll try to stand up, but stops halfway as he jostles his arm. Brb, catching breath.]

[ Best idea ever, Chopper. Usopp freaking loves you.

When Vash yells back, you get a small surprised noise before he's likely attempting to pull you in that direction. ]

[If there's one thing Chopper has learned from Usopp, it's how to scream and flail.]

[Which he...continues to do, once Vash comes into sight. It's unlike anything Chopper has seen before: his body is like a patchwork of scars and one of his arms is gone. Not horribly mangled or bleeding, just...not there. It kicks his brain into overdrive.]

Vash! {How much of this is the Malnosso - no, only the arm? Prosthetic? Focus on the bleeding - possibility of infection. Need to get out of the rain before hypothermia or pneumonia - can we move him?}

Ah-ha, um... just the arm Chopper. The rest are old. [Carefully shrugs his left shoulder] I uh- lost that [There is a vague shape that starts to form which almost looks like an outline of himself, except he clamps down hard on his thoughts suddenly and the image is quickly replaces with numbers: 1,2,3,4,5...] -long ago.

...I think I can move, just not very fast.

[It dimly occurs to Chopper that most of his brain-vomit was displayed, but it got him the answers he wanted. It's not like he's unfamiliar with scars; Zoro has quite a few of his own, but something like this is completely from left-field. He packs it away as quickly as he can, though - it's clearly not something that Vash wants to shed light on, and Chopper certainly won't be the one to pry.]

We'll treat the worst of it here and move you after. [No chances. Chopper kneels down and takes Vash's arm gently, noting the swelling beneath the cuts. Definite break. Possibly multiple. If he were ever to test out Nala's magic, now's the time: he passes a glowing hoof over the wounds gently, careful not to let it reach down into the bone before he can set it. Wtf this is weird.] U-umm...is that working?

[Winces as you take his arm, the world blackening around the edges of his eyes. He knows you're being really careful it's just that he's so exhausted already and has jostled it locating the river, but then the pounding needles of pain start to dull slowly.] I-I think so.

[ Sympathy ow-ing for you, Vash. Oh god so much of it. Usopp the umbrella-holder will fidget on his feet and make sure you guys aren't getting drowned over here.

Aaaaaand smiles obviously make everything better. ;; HE'S GLAD YOU'RE ALIVE. ]

I don't think this was a good day for hiking.

Ahahaa! [Looks up at you with a strained smile. Smiling is better, but his arm still hurts and it's an odd feeling with the healing.] Really? I thought the rain would keep me from getting too hot!

[The sensation is strange, and Chopper pulls away as soon as he thinks the wounds have fully closed. It worked, but he doesn't have time to feel proud - he's fairly certain by now that Vash's arm is broken in at least three places, and his fingers...the reindeer swallows. He glances at the pouring clouds above, debating whether or not they should move him before attempting to apply splints.]

I'll have to set these. We can go back to the house if you want to be sedated, Vash. {Moving him is risky, but it's raining...we can stabilize the fractures with a sling until they can be set - he doesn't seem to be in shock, I think we can move him if he wants.}

[He's quiet a moment; eyes shut in thought. How many times did they break it again? A brief image of shadowy figures approaching before quickly disappearing - two! At least two... maybe more? I don't think I could stay awake for more than one or two sets. That won't help anything out here.] I think I can make it back.

[You bet your sweet donuts you can, pal. Chopper fixes a quick sling; it's tight enough to keep the limb from flopping around, but Chopper does his best to make it as comfortable as possible. He then changes into Heavy Point, placing one hand behind Vash's back and the other beneath his knees. The reindeer lifts softly and pins Vash against his chest. Damn your dignity, Broomhead, we're busting this joint.]

This okay?

[Vash will wince now and then during the splinting, but at least it feels a bit better once it's stabled. Watching you transform is a bit shocking. He's seen it before but it's still a bit surprising to see something so small get so big. It's hard to wrap the physicality around it in his mind. ~~Like he's one to talk.~~ And before he knows it he's up in the air.]

Ah... yeah, it's fine. But uh, could we avoid going through the town?

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[Chopper looks back the way they came, trying to work out the route they had taken. After a minute he nods.] Yeah. Our house should be mostly a straight shot from here.

[The rain isn't letting up; he hopes Vash is drawing some kind of body warmth under all that wet fur, but the best thing to do is to get back home. He looks down at his two companions and nods.] Let's go.

Alright... thanks. [At first he tries to stay awake, but he hasn't slept in a couple days and the swaying motion doesn't help. Next thing he knows he's asleep.]

[And of course donuts and some other foods start to make an appearance. He's also rather hungry, but before they get back it will eventually switch over to imagines of Rem and Meryl. There are also a couple people that they shouldn't recognize. A tall girl who's always smiling and a dark haired man in a suit.]

[ Right. Back on the move. Usopp deliberately avoids watching the bubble after a couple of seconds- dreams are a personal thing. As long as it doesn't get in Chopper's face and cause him to trip, it's all right where it is.

Okay, so after a little while he has to ask. Chopperrrrrr. ]

So other than...you know. He looks all right? [ Wouldn't put it past you to lie, Vash. ]

[Luckily Chopper is pretty damn tall right now, so that little bubble doesn't really get in the way. He's kept pretty busy trying not to jostle Vash around too much.]

Yeah. He's not in shock and isn't showing any concussive behavior, so it should be okay for him to sleep. We'll sedate him for the setting process just in case.

[ Yay Devil's Fruits~ ]

Good.

[As soon as they get to the house, Chopper sets Vash down on the couch, trying not to wake him up. Brain Point takes the reins before Chopper disappears into his room to fetch his full medical kit. He tosses a glance back at Usopp.]

Keep an eye on him while I get my supplies, okay?

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