[RL, open to Demyx, Cloud, Rufus, whoever~]

[the_zackman]

*is pretty much leaning up against a busted fence at the outskirts of lower Junon, texting on his PHS between applying pressure to his tightly bandaged shoulder wound, a little dizzy now from loss of blood and still cursing himself for letting his guard down. Unfortunately, Junon still isn't exactly the friendliest place ever, and another random guy bleeding to death in the streets really isn't going to raise that much attention. He sure as hell isn't getting any potions without gil, anyway*

*mutters* Man, I suck. And if this doesn't kill me, I bet gil Cloud and Aeris and Tifs will.

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[the_zackman]

*looks up, a little dizzily. grins weakly*

Hey, Roxas. Demyx couldn't make it, I guess?

*shuts off the PHS and stuffs it in his pocket with some effort, applying pressure again to the quite reddened bandage*

[the_zackman]

Juuuuust a sec.

*loosens something attached to his belt and then starts carefully unwrapping the bandage, wincing occasionally as it sticks to blood that's already dried. asks without looking up*

You've got a couple of potions with you, right?

[the_zackman]

An elixir or something'll work too.

*waits while you look, holding the last few wraps of bandage tight, surprisingly patient for someone who's bleeding as much as this*

[the_zackman]

Actually, I'm going to need you to hold onto it for a second while I do something.

*pulls off the rest of the bandage with a wet sticky noise then reaches for his belt and pulls out a standard-issue army knife, looking up with an expression that's part apologetic and part sheepish*

Um, you might want to turn around for this.

[the_zackman]

Just sayin'.

*takes a moment to brace himself, teeth gritting and here we go knife in the wound and digging out the bullet with the tip, having to search around a bit in the muscle to find it without causing himself too much damage. Flicks the piece of metal onto the ground and swears under his breath rather viciously as fresh blood starts pouring down his shoulder*

'Kay, now I'll be taking that.

*manages to grin a little shakily anyway, the goof, and holds out his good hand for the bottle*

[the_zackman]

*swigs the whole thing down in one shot, then leans back against the fence to let it take effect, the blood flow already stemming*

You didn't hear? Jenova messed with Rufus' memories, made him forget the past three years or so. Me and Cloud were fugitives from Shinra back then, so he thought we still were. Sent snipers after us. He came to the other day, but I guess some of the guys didn't get the order for whatever reason.

*sighs and resists the urge to scratch his shoulder, rapid-healing wounds are itchy, dammit*

Better he came after me than Cloud and the girls, I guess.

[the_zackman]

*shrugs--with both shoulders, before remembering, ow, wince*

It happens. Disruptions in communications, stuff like that. I'm more pissed off at that truck driver, he could've at least left my pack behind.

*sloooowly makes an attempt at standing, levering himself up on the fence with his good arm*

[the_zackman]

*doesn't answer right away, catching sight of his knife on the ground and bending down again to pick it up so he can clean it, but totters visibly upon standing, catching at Roxas' shoulder for balance*

Eheh, maybe for a bit. Must've been bleeding for longer than I thought.

[the_zackman]

*thinks*

A couple of hours? Maybe longer, had to drag myself here first.

*carefully rotates previously wounded shoulder, yay it's working now! Cleans knife off on already-ruined clothes and sheathes it again, cautiously letting go of Roxas*