convalesce

[siriusly]

Who: Kazuma, Manabu, Ryuunosuke
What: Convalescing
When: Decembery
Where: Achelliac

Content Warnings: combat/injury mentions, lockjoint, incoherency


[winter's barely gotten underway and it's already been a lot. the bruises and cuts of November have yet to wholly heal, and the coldblood of the three has gotten hit hard with lockjoint at the turn of the month. there's really nothing for it, is there? somewhere warm, healing...]

...

[Manabu's head nearly submerges entirely under the warm water as he unexpectedly dozes off, but snarfing a bit of water does a lot to startle him to sit back up.]

Guh! Pluh! Pleh-! [he double blinks and looks around. no one...saw him being super uncool, right?]

Comments

[convene]

Are you all right?

[Ryunosuke asks as he lifts his head up, barely catching Manabu's startled expression. He was lost in his own thoughts, enjoying the warmth of the spring, but glad to be pulled out of them.]

Should we go back? [He asks, concerned. As much as he's glad they were seeking relief from lockjoint, there were other ways, and he really doesn't want Manabu to drown due to exhaustion.]

[truerevival]

[Kazuma had been quickly on the path of joining Manabu in a half-asleep state. He may have foregone lockjoint this winter, but the heat was helping his feel the most comfortable and at ease he had been since earn some bruised and cracked (broken, they were definitely broken) ribs in the fight with Nara'a.]

Mm? [He cracks an eye open and lifts his head to gauge just what he had missed.] Everything all right?

[siriusly]

[embarrassed for disturbing the peace, Manabu's hands lift partway out of the water to try and reassure.]

M'okay! Ss-s'ry...uh, ahead, uh-- [hang on. words.] I, I can... [he points at himself, then out toward the doors.

then, at each of them in turn.] Can stay. If good? [hopefully that was clear enough, but he's not going to stick around to find out; after testing a careful roll of his shoulder, he starts to get up and grab for his towel.]

[convene]

You don't have to leave. [Though he smiles a bit.] Though perhaps you have the right idea. Maybe we should turn in for the night.

[Maybe. Considering it seems that both Manabu and Kazuma are falling asleep in the hot spring. Ryunosuke shifts, contemplating getting out of the heat back into the cold air (a terrible prospect but he can't stay in the water forever). ]

What do you say?

[truerevival]

Mm, might be for the best...[Even though he was more than content to simply stay here all night, it wouldn't be the wisest or safest decision.

He can pretend to be more awake though--so long as neither of them caught on to the fact he had just struggled to hold back a yawn.] Shall we? I'll go if you both do.

[siriusly]

[way to go, Yuuki! snarfing water and breaking up everyone's zen like that... despite the smile from Ryuu, Manabu sighs, feeling guilty about the disturbance. it's not like he can really talk the guys into relaxing and just taking their time - it'd take too much effort to spit words out!

too late now: he's already halfway out, so he just finishes pulling his rickety ass out, the water already drawing frosty patterns on his skin even as it steams from residual heat. coldblood life.

towel, robe...it's a slow process, but he's getting there.]

[convene]

Let's get inside. We probably shouldn't be in the water too long anyway.

[The last thing anyone needs is to drown in the water. Ryunosuke makes his way to the exit of the spring, following Manabu's lead as he steps up and out while grabbing his own towel. He shivers, the air quickly cooling his skin.]

How are you feeling? Any better? [He asks Manabu with a small worried smile. Lockjoint was no joke, and hopefully, the heat helped alleviate some of the discomforts.]

[truerevival]

[Kazuma is a bit slower to follow, not because he doesn't agree with the idea of exiting the spring but because of his own ailments and healing injuries. He comes up behind them, towel snuggly wrapped around him.]

Hopefully, the heat did some good...[Having suffered from lockjoint himself before, he doesn't envy Manabu--it was quite an experience.]

[siriusly]

[Manabu murmurs a soft, affirmative sound, nodding at Ryunosuke in light of that worry. he looks away from it, though, in favor of glancing back over at Kazuma and his injuries. in his mind, those are more egregious than rickety joints and perpetual chill...and because it's Kazuma, not himself.

he follows Ryunosuke indoors and down the hall to the room they've rented to share - definitely not dissimilar to the first one. it makes Manabu's stomach do a little flip from the memory. it gives him cause to shoot a furtive, bashful glance back at Ryunosuke while he's settling in.

it's still a new kind of thing, getting comfortable with both of them at the same time...and while he trusts them, he can't say he's sure he won't bungle something up himself by merit of being himself.]