DRAMA, DRAMA, DUCK

[idealistic]

Who: The Wonderduck Crew! +visitors
Broadcast: y/n/m? who the fuck knows
Action: SS Wonderduck and wherever they may end up
When: NOW NOW NOW

[ yet another mingle to add onto the drama pile! this is a ship-wide mingle that will be used for the next month... or, couple of weeks. whichever one is better idk i need to go back to bed. feel free to make your own starter thread if you feel like it BECAUSE I SURE AM ]

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[limitstorm]

[ urk. riku is silent, watching lloyd's condition before he breathes in and turns away.

better to not clog up the air and shorten anyone's patience further, then. he picks up the cartons and drink tray, heading out of the cabin to go to the galley.

these guys are on a ship together for a reason, he's sure they can figure it out. until then, he'll, uh... babysit the pizza and soda. ]

[idealistic]

Zelos...

[ it sounds more like a whine than anything because his yelling is certainly not helping any. really, he already hurts enough as is, he doesn't need anyone else practically yelling into his ear on top of it. but okay, things quieted down. good. he continues where he left off, which is impressive enough that he remembered where he was in the first place.

or did he skip a couple of numbers? oh, who cares. ]

"Fall down se-seven times... stand up eight."

"Play hard, p-play often."

"Lying is... th-the first step--" Nnh... "D-down the path... of thievery."

[ he's still going strong, but as he continues, his voice starts to sound mumbled, as though he were about to fall asleep. ]

[devilsinthedetails]

[Cole goes as quiet as he can when Kaneis tells everyone to shut up, but he's still breathing hard and every so often there's a pained snarl. It hurts far more than a stab should be hurting and he doesn't really know why.

Even while Chris is working with the medkit, Cole is looking worse. His skin is pale, eyes are bloodshot, and he's sweating a fair bit. He barely notices the name Lloyd says because it doesn't really matter to his own thoughts.

Which are currently "I really should lay down now and rest" since he kind of falls back onto the floor hard enough to give off a clear thud as his head hits.]

...ow.

[misconceived]

[ There's a lot Chris isn't paying attention to, least of all Kaneis getting pissed or Lloyd continuing to fight because Cole is getting worse. Chris moves to try and soften the blow when Cole falls; when he doesn't manage, he does place a hand on Cole's arm and shimmer them to a nearby bed before he scoots the medkit over and begins to root around in it. ]

Guess it's time to figure out how much these augments can actually be trusted, because I think I'm going to have to stitch this up, Dad.

[ But it's obvious he's worried. The rest of this reaction isn't becoming for being stabbed, especially not when the victim is half-demon. ]

[wilder]

[Wow. People actually...listened? Not exactly what he was expecting, but he'll be glad for it. He takes the chance to breathe, knelling down to check on Lloyd again (was he falling asleep? That's a good sign right?) when he hears that thud from Cole's head and Chris saying that. He snaps his head to look at him, and focusing on Cole.]

[His professional medical assessment? Shit. He's looking bad. Way worse than just from bleeding. Even if Lloyd was a major concern for Kaneis, he was just too much of a healer to let something pass with someone else.]

Wait, hold up before you do any stitching. Something's not right with him.

[He stands and moves away from Lloyd, taking a couple steps closer to Chris and Cole. Except he seems to stop a few feet away, hesitant. Because hey, if an angel caused this probably another angel getting close to that wound would be bad. But he's still trying to get a good look at the injury]

You're demons, right? How does your kind of demon usually react to angel magic?