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timeandtides_backupCharacters: Genesis Rhapsodos, Vincent Valentine, Aerith Gainsborough, Cloud Strife, Angeal Hewley and Sephiroth No-Last-Name who is actually dead unconscious.
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: After this, and Gen's call for help has finally been answered.
Location: Wutai
Date: February
Warnings: Blood?
Genesis had gone through probably all the towels this place had before the wound finally stopped bleeding enough for him to get the towels sent off to be washed and used again. Once that had happened he had stripped the General out of his jacket and SOLDIER belt, and got him onto the bed, stomach down. What was worrying the most was that Sephiroth didn't wake up at all. He was stuck in unconsciousness so deep that, if it weren't for the subtle breathing, the redhead would have thought the man dead. And that wasn't something Genesis was willing to believe just yet.
He wasn't sure how much time has passed but even the wing was cleaned and stretched out, laying along Genesis' bed that he pushed over. The wound was a nasty one, not worse than Angeal's or his own had been. But both of them had not bled this much. Genesis had bled a fair amount more than Angeal, probably due to his degradation, but that too, eventually closed. With the help of Hollander anyway. Sephiroth, however, was the perfect subject. So why wasn't the JENOVA cells doing their job? It was both confusing and intriguing. Sephiroth showed no signs of degradation, so what was going on?
So far, Genesis himself felt nothing wrong other than generally being tired. But he had chalked that up to being woken up at night from Sephiroth's constant nightmares and general running around.
Damn it, where were they?!
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Progress: Ongoing
Summary: After this, and Gen's call for help has finally been answered.
Location: Wutai
Date: February
Warnings: Blood?
Genesis had gone through probably all the towels this place had before the wound finally stopped bleeding enough for him to get the towels sent off to be washed and used again. Once that had happened he had stripped the General out of his jacket and SOLDIER belt, and got him onto the bed, stomach down. What was worrying the most was that Sephiroth didn't wake up at all. He was stuck in unconsciousness so deep that, if it weren't for the subtle breathing, the redhead would have thought the man dead. And that wasn't something Genesis was willing to believe just yet.
He wasn't sure how much time has passed but even the wing was cleaned and stretched out, laying along Genesis' bed that he pushed over. The wound was a nasty one, not worse than Angeal's or his own had been. But both of them had not bled this much. Genesis had bled a fair amount more than Angeal, probably due to his degradation, but that too, eventually closed. With the help of Hollander anyway. Sephiroth, however, was the perfect subject. So why wasn't the JENOVA cells doing their job? It was both confusing and intriguing. Sephiroth showed no signs of degradation, so what was going on?
So far, Genesis himself felt nothing wrong other than generally being tired. But he had chalked that up to being woken up at night from Sephiroth's constant nightmares and general running around.
Damn it, where were they?!
[OOC: PLEASE REPLY TO THE ENTRY ONLY. I DON'T WANT TO STRETCH THE PAGE WITH ONE THREAD. WE GOT A LOT OF PEOPLE IN THIS LOG. KTHXBAI!]
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Date: 2010-02-26 04:53 am (UTC)He sighed as he looked at the blond, raising his eyebrow but looking more weary than angry. He didn't want any trouble to be caused and while he doubted that Cloud was the type of person who would take advantage of a seriously wounded man, he wasn't so sure about this one. Considering everyone's past with his friend, he wasn't sure about any of the of the people from Gaia.
Ignoring the blond for now, he turned to Aerith. "I used every potion I had and requested more from Vincent and Angeal. The bleeding stopped an hour ago, but the wound still refuses to close."
He turned to Angeal. "Vincent's presence is required as of right now, he can stay if he wishes. Cloud, unless you are going to provide help, I suggest you wait outside."