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[If something did attack him--and she can't think of any other reason he'd have that wound--they shouldn't split up. She's long since come wide awake, and keeps alert as they head to the bathroom. At least she doesn't have to worry about Estelle...

They don't run into anything but a couple wide-eyed cats who were probably woken up by Tyr's yelling earlier, and the bathroom's still when they flick the light on.]

...Looks like it's all right in here. You want to sit down?

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[ Estelle not being here is really good at times like this. Tyr's worried for Rita now, and he could only imagine how scared she'd be for Estelle...

Tyr shuts and locks the door behind them once they're inside. ]

Sure... I guess that thing really did escape...

[ That said, be plops down on the edge of the tub, leaving room for her to sit beside him. ]

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[She'll want to check up on the others too, but Estelle and Tyr would always be her priorities. Now, it's just Tyr she's worrying about.]

We don't even know what it was... A person?

[She starts rifling through the bathroom cabinets until she finds rubbing alcohol, and then picks up a clean cloth from the counter.]

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[ And Tyr doesn't really feel any concern for Riou or Flynn. They can take care of themselves. Tyr has a duty to take care of Rita.

Stubbornly, Tyr replies: ] What else would it be? A curse? [ That missed his throat, heart, stomach, or any other place he's more likely to die by bleeding out?

His eyes watch her move, and he makes something of a face when he sees the rubbing alcohol. This isn't going to feel good... ]

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[Tyyyr...]

Of course it's a curse. It's just after midnight, see?

[She points to a little clock on the bathroom counter, which reads only about ten minutes after midnight. The only question in Rita's mind is whether the wound just appeared on Tyr or the curse made a person do it.]

Hold still.

[Somewhat oblivious to his face, she leans over him and inspects the wound. It really is just where her own scar is... Anyway, it does still look a little bad, but at least it isn't bleeding now. She holds the cloth to the bottle of alcohol and soaks it, then presses it against Tyr's skin.]

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Right... [ He hisses, hands gripping his pant legs. It's clearly been too long since he's had an open wound... ] You're right. This has to be from a curse...

[ That's all he can think about right now. His skin burns right now... ]

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[She wonders if his reaction would be different if he still had all his memories... In any case, there isn't anything she can do to change that fact that it's going to sting, so she just tries to be thorough in cleaning the wound. And...a bit gentle. Once she's done with the front of his shoulder, she moves on to the back.]

I'm almost done, Tyr...

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So it really did go all the way through... [ He mumbles and turns his body to let her see it better. Tyr doesn't blame her for the fact it hurts. Of course it's going to hurt... And he knows she'd be a thorough as possible with him. ]

...Thanks for all this, Rita.

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Yeah...

[Tyr... The last thing she wants is for him to end up with an infection because of the curse, so she wets the cloth with fresh alcohol and starts to clean this side, too.]

Don't worry about it... After you're fixed up, we should take a look around the house.

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[blackshadow]

[ He takes in a sharp breath and releases it slowly. It really, really stings... ]

Yeah... I probably can't use my staff with this wound, but I still have my fire rune and blastia if anything shows up... Make sure you stay close to me.

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[She isn't going to let up. The faster she works, the faster it'll be over--and finishes soon, with a few more dabs, and straightens up.]

There.

--And I could say the same to you, you know. I can still use my whip.

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[blackshadow]

[ While it feels like a long time, he's glad it's over soon. He releases a slow breath. ]

I know you can--and I want to stay close to you, too.

[ He stays sitting right where he is, though. ]

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[Rita leaves the bottle of alcohol on the counter and pulls out a box of bandages now. If he has a different reason for staying put than knowing he has to be bandaged, Rita doesn't realize.]

Good. It's not like we can just split up to look when anything can happen.

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[ That is his only reason. He shifts his arm slightly to make wrapping his arm easier. ]

Exactly. [ He's so, so glad they're on the same page for once... ] Especially if this is a curse... It's starting early.

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[She doesn't like that it seems like he was just hurt out of nowhere. They can't go far from each other with something like this happening.]

Most start right at midnight, right? We just don't always notice right away...

[Is it going to get worse? This month is going to be the new October...

Lost in her thoughts, she starts wrapping the bandage around his shoulder, maybe a little too tight.]

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[blackshadow]

[ He nods. ] That's true... If it didn't hurt so much, I wouldn't have known...

[ Though he sounds a little bitter about that. Every month from now on, they'll need to be careful.

And he knows she's making it too tight, so he reminds her: ] The bleeding already stopped. You can loosen it...

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[She feels almost as bitter as he sounds. It's times like this that she hates the City...

His reminder gets her attention, though and she moves to pull them loose.] Oh...sorry.

[She starts rewinding the bandage, not so tight this time but secure enough that it's not just going to hang there, and glances at his face.]

How's this?

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[ He offers her a small smile. ] That's perfect.

[ He might not even need it, but if there's something here and he needs to fight, he doubts the magic will keep the wound from reopening.

And the wound...it makes him think of Rita's scar again. He looks over at her as she wraps the bandages, and bluntly asks: ] How did you get that scar? I...don't remember anything about that, either... [ If he ever did, but he won't rule things out now. ]

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[It'll offer a little protection, too. She continues winding the bandage like that, then, but her own expression falls at his question.]

I don't think...you ever knew that I got it. It was during one of those random curse weekends... [She wonders if he remembers the event at all now.]

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[blackshadow]

[And now he's concerned for her. He can't believe she'd never tell him...but it must have been really bad for her to be like this.]

Sorry... I didn't know things like this happened before...

[And no, he doesn't remember anything that happened...]

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[She shakes her head.]

It's not your fault.

[And she doesn't just mean the problem with his memories...]

We... I don't think we were really friends when it happened.

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We weren't?

[ It must be pretty old, then... He can hardly remember the times where they couldn't stand each other. ]

...Still, I'm sorry... It must have really hurt...

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[She shakes her head again, both as an answer to his question and because it's still not his fault.]

It was okay... I was the one who was cursed.

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What...?

[ He really doesn't understand what she's saying... That she hurt herself? No... ]

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[She figures that Tyr's probably forgotten that kind of curse entirely, too... As she finishes wrapping the bandage around his shoulder and secures it with a small clip, she thinks about how to explain it.

But she's never good at anything besides blunt explanations.]

I was hurting people...so somebody else had to stop me.