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Kyro walked up to them, looking worried sick.
Kyro walked up to them, looking worried sick.
Hachi lifted his head up weakly. “Hm…?”
Kyros wings were fluffed from stress, he watched as recovery girl looked him over
Hachi’s hair was a mess and he looked exhausted. In fact…more tired than earlier.
( someone watch recovery girl?)
(I was wondering who'd be writing her-)
( I can’t)
(Fair. I'm not sure if I could, either. Luna is the only one who knows what's going on with Hachi, but if she doesn't want to, I'll try my best)
(I can’t write Recovery Girl very well- I usually describe Hachi’s situation as an illness that doesn’t have a cure…yet-)
(If you wanna discuss it so I can try my best here, you can. I can't say I know what I'm doing, but I can try if you'd like me to)
(I can’t really discuss it since I have no idea what I’m doing with it either- I only have a few symptoms down-)
(Nah, you're fine! I'll come up with something, I hope)
( internal screaming)
( why do we have to be so complicated )
(Who knows? I'll get something up tomorrow)
(Okay)
(I'm just going to get this up now)
The next few moments passed almost entirely in silence. Neither Sun-mi nor Kyro knew what to say, and Hachi didn't have the strength to say anything. The silence was finally broken after Recovery Girl finished her examination. She turned to face the other two so she could explain.
"I sadly can't do much for his condition. What is happening is incurable and rather hard to treat. I can do what I can to lessen the pain, but I can't put an end to this."
Hachi buried his face in the blanket. He had heard those words so many times before…and he was honestly getting sick of it. “Mm…” he mumbled, looking away from Recovery Girl.
" is there any thing I can do " he asked softly. Kyro was extremely worried that he'd caused it. had he been stronger then this wouldn't have happened.
Hachi shook his head. “I just need rest and…” he cut himself off by wincing. “I-I’ll be okay-“
Kyro sighed, rubbing hachis arm softly, he didn't really know what to say other then he was here for him.
Hachi curled in on himself, whimpering. He hated feeling this way. He hated worrying his friends. He just wanted to be okay…
(Is it okay if I join?)
(This is an incredibly dead rp, but of course! I'm sure I could get this running again!)
(Okay thank you! Just a small heads up, I'm rarely online so I may not answer that often)
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