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|[Accidental Voice Post, around Midnight]|



[You hear, at first, only the soft, regular breath of someone deep asleep. Suddenly there is a wet cough, the sound of something spraying, and a ragged, involuntary gasp of breath as the sleeper wakes.]

De-- ckk-- [Whatever he's trying to say is unintelligible, buried in wet coughs and unnatural gasps. There is some commotion, something being knocked to the floor and breaking, as he gets out of bed and stumbles around the room in a panic.]


|[ooc: Before showing up in the city, his throat was cut and he bled to death~ So for the day he'll be gushing aaaallllll over the place. ^__^ ]|

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THE TRIUMPHANT RETURN OF LITTLE BROTHER.

[dark-passenger.livejournal.com]

[It was like waking up from a dream, or possibly falling into one. The same way he woke up in his own world, he had woke up in this one again. The bedroom of his apartment in the city. Which meant one thing...]

Brian...

[Dexter jumped out of bed, quickly running down the hallway to the other bedroom, where the sounds that woke him up in the first place were coming from.]

Brian...are you ok?

[Hesitating, he pushed open the door, his eyes wide at the scene before him.]

OMFGWTBBQYAY! :D :D :D :D :D

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[Standing up hadn't gone too well, largely due to shock. He had fallen beside the bed in a quickly-growing pool of blood, clutching uselessly at his slit throat. The sound of the door being opened didn't register-- but the voice did.]

D-

[Another wet cough. Brian looked up at Dexter, unable to manage speaking. The look in his eyes was completely helpless.]

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[He stumbled to help his brother up, watching the red trickle down his body and onto the carpet, unsure of what to do.]

How did this-
Brian, come on, we have to try to call a doctor, a healer or something...
...it may already be too late.

[cold_dry_pieces]

[He was trembling a little as he clung to Dexter's offered arm, composure shattered. He nodded a little, having become resigned to the fact that trying to speak did more harm than good. Although the injury was-- in a sense-- Dexter's fault, the reappearance of his little brother had a calming effect. He leaned heavily on the other man's shoulder, heedless of the mess he was making.]

|[ooc: hehe.. i was planning to have him continue bleeding all day but if you'd prefer to traumatize Dex i never mind killing him ♥]|

[dark-passenger.livejournal.com]

[Dexter frowned, dragging his brother to the living area, stopping by the couch and eyeing the area for the computer...some way to get in touch with the network and call for help. Of course, being gone so long he couldn't remember where he left anything, or even if he did, it probably wasn't there.]

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[Brian frowned, still clutching at his throat with his free hand ineffectually, blood welling between the fingers and spilling to the floor. Actually, he was somewhat surprised he wasn't dead already... Wondering if, in fact, he'd just bleed like a stuck hooker pig all day, he let the gaping wound go-- wincing at the sound of the pooled liquid splattering from palm to floor-- and grabbed at a pad and pen on the table.]

Hospital?

[It seemed about the only option, though he doubted there was much they'd be able to do for him. And whether, if he was going to die after all, he'd manage to make it there...]

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[Dexter had already considered that option. Getting to the hospital would be a hassle, especially in this very bloody condition.]

If you think we can get there in time...

[The expression on Dexter's face should have been enough for Rudy to understand that Dexter didn't believe they could do it.]

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|[ooc: repost cos I fail at html ;_;]|

[His lips twisted into a frown, and he shrugged his shoulders slightly. Dexter was probably right, but Brian didn't know what else to try.]

no difference maybe i should just

[In all honesty-- he doubted much could be done for a severed throat; he was already feeling a bit faint from the blood loss. If he was going to-- well. At least he wouldn't be alone.]

accept it

[holymadonna.livejournal.com]

Doctor Cooper?

[viridiantwinkle.livejournal.com]

rUdY..