PCs with Gerome

[swordhandled]

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[swordhandled]

[ he gets it so he's quick as he makes his way down the hall to his room.

they get to the door and he ppppauses, turning to look at Gerome ]

I must warn you. The decorations in my room are rather... obscene.

[maskarang]

After all we've seen, little can surprise me. Open the door.

[swordhandled]

Very well then.

[ opens the door.

the ike daki on the bed

the shirtless tapestries of ike and marth

enjoy owain's room ]

[maskarang]

[ ok when he said little could surprise him

it was not a challenge

stands in the doorway staring for a while

a long while

after what feels like forever, he opens his mouth and— ] Compared to the horrors Inigo's inflicted upon me, this is nothing. [ just. walking in ]

[swordhandled]

--I wonder what Inigo has done to you.

[ but he gestures towards the bed as he goes into his closet and proceeds to start tearing a spare shirt into ribbons. because that's what you do when you don't have vulneraries ]

[maskarang]

What he always does.

[ this very transparent, matter-of-fact statement is followed by gerome walking over to the bed. he looks at it contemplatively for a second before just sitting down.

whatever side the ike daki is on, he uses his knuckles to it over. he's basically expecting the other side to be blank ]

[swordhandled]

Hmm, I guess I shouldn't be surprised.

[ surprise gerome, the other side has a naked ike. enjoy-- or not.but for whatever reason if he's looking too deep, that side is rather clean.........

he's coming back with his improvised bandages and sits on the edge of the bed. ]

Take off your shirt.

[maskarang]

[ he doesn't enjoy it so much as feel he's seen something he shouldn't have. again. strange that there's so many of these pillows in existence.

still staring at it when owain comes over and—what ] No.

[swordhandled]

[ he's frowning and dropping the bandages onto the bed ] I need to see if you need any. Lightning damage isn't like a blade, but it can still require bandages.

[maskarang]

I've suffered magic damage in the past, I know what it needs. It was a critical blow, yes, but I need no immediate care. [ owain though, hmm. if owain is this close he's just gonna look at his injuries ]

[swordhandled]

[ he sure is bleeding through his shirt ]

[maskarang]

[ only one way this can end ]

Take off your shirt.

[swordhandled]

I will if you will.

[maskarang]

We aren't bartering. Look. [ pointing at the blood ]

[swordhandled]

I will if you will. Please, it'll give me peace of mind, Gerome.

[maskarang]

... Owain. [ how does he say this. how does he convey this like

at all

maybe one more try?? yea one more try ] ... After I tend to you, I will consider it.

[swordhandled]

After you tend to me, you will remove your shirt so I can see if I need to tend to you.


[ he's reaching for his shirt, waiting for Gerome to agree ]

[maskarang]

[ they're fucking bartering and he hates it ]

After I tend to you, you will put a shirt on, and then I will remove my shirt.

[swordhandled]

Deal.

[ starts to strip ]

[maskarang]

[ watches with the most rigid, uptight posture ]

[swordhandled]

[ quickly, he's stripped and yeah that sure is a lance wound in his chest. right at home with all the other various scars he has crossing it ]

[maskarang]

Gods... [ there is a lot to unpack here. when he's done dealing, he drags himself upright by half supporting himself on the bed and starts dragging owain to the bathroom. ]

The wound needs to be cleaned.

[swordhandled]

Yeah, yeah I know...[ letting himself be dragged there. he's letting gerome have this for now ]

[maskarang]

Why didn't you speak up sooner? [ and he was the one being badgered. with quick movements, he grabs a rag and wets it. then dabs at the wounds.

it's probably kind of rough but at least he's being thorough ]

[swordhandled]

I was worried about yo--

ow, hey!

[ wincing as gerome washes the wound. wow be gentle :( ]