[ closed ] why hold onto all that?

[hitokiller]

WHO: Okada Izou and "friends".
WHAT: Messy shenanigans.
WHERE: Out over the ocean, mid battle with the kaijuu, Revelation's communal bath.
WHEN: 2/3~2/4 & sometime... after.
WARNINGS: Drowning, blood, asphyxiation. More ??? potentially.

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[hitokiller]

( the requests made of him are almost unreasonably difficult for something so simple: to cough it all out. to breathe. he tries to gasp through all the water he's been spitting, but his lungs won't obey him and do their job at first, and the ability to actually choke on air that he's gone without for so long is an experience he'll soon wish had never been granted to him again. he makes another attempt to suck in air before starting to spit again, his wet, grimy hands grasping at the folds of wanderer's clothing to steady himself.

even in this close proximity, the words said to him sound distant, but he's trying desperately to focus, to cling to life, because it's true—he doesn't want to die, not again, and especially not like this, with frigid fingertips pressing firmly on his windpipe. he tries to tilt his neck upwards to see his savior better, but even that feels like a monumental task.

fine. he can at least tilt it to the side... and as his blurred vision begins to adjust, the first thing that comes to mind while he's stiff with the cold and distressed is that... their small form reminds him of someone whose dear hand frequently stretched out to him as a child, the very notion of it drying his throat up even more than the continual coughing did. but that's...

—just not possible, and what's more, izou can identify who it is by their voice. )

C-Cold. What, even...

( izou croaks, the back of his throat burning. he's just gonna... attempt to stand himself despite everything, and despite it being a stupid idea after nearly drowning. )