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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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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!

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[tanukipoint.livejournal.com]

[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.}

[ action ] Silly LJ... I did not hit enter mid typing -_-

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[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.

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[tanukipoint.livejournal.com]

[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?

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[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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[tanukipoint.livejournal.com]

[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.

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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.]

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[ 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. ]

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[tanukipoint.livejournal.com]

[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.

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[ Yay Devil's Fruits~ ]

Good.

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[tanukipoint.livejournal.com]

[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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[goldenglasses]

[Vash will actually start to stir once they get inside. He should start to come around faster, but he’s just so tired and it’s a bit of a struggle against his brain’s desire for more sleep.

Inside, moving… why? He stirs a bit trying to get his brain to wake up and process this information that should come so easily which sends a light throb of pain up his arm. -bad, you don’t know where-Pain. Danger!

Finally he opens his eyes and carefully sits up, peering around. He knows this couch. He knows this place. He sighs rubs a hand over his eyes. He’s safe, but he can tell it will be a long night.]

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[sniperkingftw.livejournal.com]

[ Well, he'll keep an eye on Vash anyway. Grin and salute for Chopper.

And haaaaaay, what's up buddy? ]

You're fine. Or, well. You're in our house, and we're still sort of working on the 'fine' thing. You fell asleep on the way back.

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[Grins and rubs the back of his head sheepishly] Well, I was pretty tired.

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[skulljokelol.livejournal.com]

[And coming back to the house is Brook, Vash's coat and a pair of pants folded over one arm. He had an umbrella, so they've been kept out of the rain!]

Oh, you're back already! [Closing the umbrella now that he's inside]

[ action ] 1/2 *and just responds to everyone as we have no order and I'm bored BUW HA!*

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Oh, hello Bro-

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My jacket! You found it! Thank you Brook! [Now he can get home without Rem seeing his scars!]

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You're welcome! I found you some pants, as well. [...um. Though clearly it'll be difficult to change into them with that arm]

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[tanukipoint.livejournal.com]

[And then Chopper comes back around the corner, a large medical kit in his hooves. He nods at Brook and sets the box down in front of the couch, opening the lid and pulling out a small syringe filled with clear liquid. The reindeer checks it for air bubbles and turns to his patient.]

Ready, Vash?

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[Vash watches as you test the needle and then sighs.] I'm ready... [He's been to the doctor enough that needles and such don't really bother him, but doesn't mean he has to like them.]

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[tanukipoint.livejournal.com]

[Shut up, needles are fun. Chopper will prove this to you by swabbing the injection site and pushing the needle in, anesthetic vanishing with one push of the plunger. He sets the now-empty syringe to the side and opens the lid of his box again. Smiiiiiiiles for the patient.]

Count backwards from ten, okay? We'll be done before you finish. [Assuming modern medicine is worth a damn and Vash doesn't make it past four.]

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[Winces only slightly at the injection] Alriiight. [And he'll lean back, after all with all the scars it should rather obvious he's done this probably one too many times by now. Takes a DEEP breath and -] TENNINEEIGHTSEVENSIXFIVEFOURTHREETWOONE! [Yup... way too many times.]

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[sniperkingftw.livejournal.com]

[ ...fffff. ]

Oi, stop joking around already! [ Ruining this dramatic moment GAWD. Mutter mutter. ] Should've made it one hundred.

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[Said proudly] Eighty three is my record with one hundred!

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[tanukipoint.livejournal.com]

[Boy,you've got about five seconds to pass out before he gives you more.]