[Sometimes you don’t need to ask for help. Sometimes help will come regardless — whether you want is or not.
Yuri just happens to be that kind of guy, you know? Someone whose nature is to lend a hand towards those who can’t even shout for help themselves. It’s why he and Repede are out in this unholy night, running around and looking for people to take to the safe houses. A good thing his canine companion is here too, because Repede’s sense of smell is what led them towards a building that is supposed to be unoccupied, if not for the pair of familiar figures that Repede is barking towards.
The blood is the first thing that Yuri notices, and honestly? He’s just glad that it doesn’t look like none of it is coming from Mikey. It’ll be silly if he’s ever scared of the sight, even when his friend is practically bathing in the stuff. Can’t help it when everything’s gone to hell like this.
The other person, though. Can’t say Yuri recognizes him, even though there’s something familiar about his face — he just can’t put a name to it…
Either way, if Mikey is willingly stuck with this guy, he must be someone important to him.]
...Yo.
[…What else is he supposed to say in this situation, really?]
(he's so ridiculously out of breath from all the hurrying that he's panting by the time yuri opens the door and gets himself into the poor house they broke into. the scene is not a nice one, with him barely managing a breath while he taps the boy up and down to make sure he's not injured. he can't see blood, but that doesn't mean he can't have bumped onto something, this manjiro is practically made of paper with how fragile he is.
not a voice that soothes, he can say. he can't even look to the side with how distressed he is, moving fingers to check on pulse, on how he might be health-wise.)
You got any water? Don't know how long it's been since he's been hydrated or fed.
(sorry, he isn't thinking in anything that isn't the situation at hand.)
I’ve got a water bottle, but that’s not gonna last all of us. We can check if the house has any.
[Technically that counts as stealing, but listen. Desperate times call for desperate measures.
Unfortunately making sure the door is barred well takes priority - this isn’t one of the safehouses, so they can’t stay here for long. Repede would have to take guard duty at the meantime. Only after a while does he have the free reign to look at how his friend is doing.
Mikey’s companion — he looks terrible, no two ways about it. He doesn’t look like someone he crossed paths with before but that’s not too surprising with the amount of people he knows. Still, there’s something about him that gives him pause….if only Yuri could tell what.
Maybe his nerves are a little frayed, too. They’re still in the danger zone, after all.
But he doesn’t really care about his own needs right now. Mikey’s a great distraction for that, being able to focus on someone else’s well-being than his own.
He places a hand on Mikey’s shoulder as he hands over the water bottle (you can make any comments about indirect kisses later), in hopes that it can ground him a little.]
You good there, Mikey? You look like you could need a hand there yourself.
(which does mitigate the problem of a bottle not being enough for all of them. he's still frantic, so he doesn't really care for the location, about anything else other than the well-being of the boy before him.
the dog can do whatever he wants, and so can yuri, as he starts searching the bags on the wheelchair for something, anything that might help him. eventually, he does find a bag that seems to be what would hydrate him.
how to use it, he doesn't know.)
... No, and you're not helping. It's a me thing, really fucking literally, if you didn't recognize him.
[Guess that answers that off feeling he was having. Now that he knows he could tell the little details that he could tell it comes from Mikey. The vague shape of his face, the color of his eyes. Yet he can’t help but be surprised that Mikey’s doppelganger would end up looking like this. He’s nothing like the proud youth that he is slowly coming to know of these past few months.
Repede is up ahead, scouring for anything they can use, but Yuri figures that he should stick around. There’s no way he’s not shaken with seeing himself like this. If it was Yuri, it would come to him as a major shock.
He’s too proud to be seen as powerless, and he has an inkling that Mikey would feel the same.]
So what? That’s even more reason for me to help both of you.
You can... Sit by the corner and not do anything until it's safe to move him.
(which he has no idea when it could be, to be fair, he might just sit in this house for as long as time allows - but he has a feeling yuri is one of those people who can't just sit back and let someone else deal with life on their own.
manjiro is surrounded by those types. it's stalling, but he's trying to think of something he can do.)
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Yuri just happens to be that kind of guy, you know? Someone whose nature is to lend a hand towards those who can’t even shout for help themselves. It’s why he and Repede are out in this unholy night, running around and looking for people to take to the safe houses. A good thing his canine companion is here too, because Repede’s sense of smell is what led them towards a building that is supposed to be unoccupied, if not for the pair of familiar figures that Repede is barking towards.
The blood is the first thing that Yuri notices, and honestly? He’s just glad that it doesn’t look like none of it is coming from Mikey. It’ll be silly if he’s ever scared of the sight, even when his friend is practically bathing in the stuff. Can’t help it when everything’s gone to hell like this.
The other person, though. Can’t say Yuri recognizes him, even though there’s something familiar about his face — he just can’t put a name to it…
Either way, if Mikey is willingly stuck with this guy, he must be someone important to him.]
...Yo.
[…What else is he supposed to say in this situation, really?]
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not a voice that soothes, he can say. he can't even look to the side with how distressed he is, moving fingers to check on pulse, on how he might be health-wise.)
You got any water? Don't know how long it's been since he's been hydrated or fed.
(sorry, he isn't thinking in anything that isn't the situation at hand.)
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[Technically that counts as stealing, but listen. Desperate times call for desperate measures.
Unfortunately making sure the door is barred well takes priority - this isn’t one of the safehouses, so they can’t stay here for long. Repede would have to take guard duty at the meantime. Only after a while does he have the free reign to look at how his friend is doing.
Mikey’s companion — he looks terrible, no two ways about it. He doesn’t look like someone he crossed paths with before but that’s not too surprising with the amount of people he knows. Still, there’s something about him that gives him pause….if only Yuri could tell what.
Maybe his nerves are a little frayed, too. They’re still in the danger zone, after all.
But he doesn’t really care about his own needs right now. Mikey’s a great distraction for that, being able to focus on someone else’s well-being than his own.
He places a hand on Mikey’s shoulder as he hands over the water bottle (you can make any comments about indirect kisses later), in hopes that it can ground him a little.]
You good there, Mikey? You look like you could need a hand there yourself.
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(which does mitigate the problem of a bottle not being enough for all of them. he's still frantic, so he doesn't really care for the location, about anything else other than the well-being of the boy before him.
the dog can do whatever he wants, and so can yuri, as he starts searching the bags on the wheelchair for something, anything that might help him. eventually, he does find a bag that seems to be what would hydrate him.
how to use it, he doesn't know.)
... No, and you're not helping. It's a me thing, really fucking literally, if you didn't recognize him.
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Repede is up ahead, scouring for anything they can use, but Yuri figures that he should stick around. There’s no way he’s not shaken with seeing himself like this. If it was Yuri, it would come to him as a major shock.
He’s too proud to be seen as powerless, and he has an inkling that Mikey would feel the same.]
So what? That’s even more reason for me to help both of you.
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(which he has no idea when it could be, to be fair, he might just sit in this house for as long as time allows - but he has a feeling yuri is one of those people who can't just sit back and let someone else deal with life on their own.
manjiro is surrounded by those types. it's stalling, but he's trying to think of something he can do.)