Another log [ Active ] Who: Kazu and Hanatarou. What: Healing of the wound kind. When: Midnight/early early morning, a.. few days ago. Where: Hanatarou's room. Warnings: Past violence? Maybe some language?
He wasn't quite sure what he was doing. Everything was screaming at him for leaving Agito in the room with just Aki around, and everything else was screaming at him for moving around more. This just wasn't his day. Morning. Night? Whatever. At least this meant he wouldn't be around when Agito woke up - the Shark was probably going to be pissed at him, ungrateful brat - and...
Alright. Kazu would admit it, at least to himself: he was somewhat scared. He'd only gone about one floor up, but he was already using the wall way too much, out of breath and anything bigger than slight pressure at the edge of his AT to move forward had him practically falling over in pain. Funny, it was probably going to be hurting even more the next day, if- the healer wasn't around. Finally arriving at the door, Kazu took a pause to get his air under control, glancing back into the hallway and feeling glad that, at least this time, he wasn't dripping red on the floors. Geez, how deep were those wounds? He didn't want to touch his clothes or check in a mirror to see.
Anyhow. Healer. Right. He didn't knock very loud - if Hanatarou was sleeping, he'd just, wait until real morning, or something.