loyal_cube | ✪ Scissors! Visitors Unwelcome! ✪ [Accidental Video]

[From the clank of the recording video, it's obvious the communicator was dropped, or knocked over. The view is from a dresser top, looking back into a bedroom, where Anemone is standing at a mirror, her back turned to the camera while the room around her looks as though a tornado hit. Furniture on the bed, clothes every which way, a sheet is pulled half off the bed, etc. Soon a rolled up white and black sleeve followed by a bandaged wrapped arm darts across the screen as Cube's hand can be seen fumbling with some crayons that have decided to roll across the dresser top and onto the floor]

CH! CH! CH!! Where are they?! I knew you had a pair here somewhere, Anemone-chan...

MY HAIR!

[Turning around, one can see a chunk of Anemone's pink hair is missing. Completely gone on one side of her head from the cheek downwards. Upon her cheek is a bandage, accented by Anemone's pouting face. It's then that a very agitated sigh comes from the demon butler before turning around, speaking through gritted teeth.]

And thus is why we're having NO VISITORS! NONE! I don't care WHO IT IS! No one will be entering or leaving this apartment until whatever is happening stops!

[He then drags a chair over for Anemone to cut her hair. After she sits, Cube starts to work on shortening the rest of her hair, large pieces floating to the floor as he works. The video eventually times out]

(ooc: Pink = Anemone, Purple = Cube. Tags will probably be suuuuper slow. Sorry. I'm going to bed, then work, and I'm on Hiatus. FFFFF CUBE MUN FAILS RIGHT NOW)

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[She returns with her bottle of painkillers, a bottle of water, and the first aid kit.]

You're rubbing your arm a lot... I thought I could fix it for you... or at least, you can have some of these so it doesn't hurt so much.

[He looked down at his own hand. He wasn't really rubbing, but more holding his arm. He immediately stopped doing so and blushed, embarrassed with a slight tint of humiliation at the attention.]

R-really. I'm alright. Don't worry, Anemone-chan.

[Although, he did have trouble trying to wrap it one handed.]
It just.... it's not that big of problem. Anemone-chan is sick... ~~And Anemone-chan comes first~~

Edited 2009-10-16 04:35 (UTC)

A-at least let me fix it... and then I'll lie down, I promise.

[Without really waiting for him to say yes or no, she starts unraveling his bandages.]

[His lips parts to answer but he just sucked in air, flinching from her touch. He looked away as the blood stained bandages started to unravel with Anemone's aid.]

Gomennasai...

[Anemone sighed softly. She paused when he flinched, then gently blew on his arm.]

I'll be careful... sorry, Cube.

[Once unraveled, she wipes it gently, then reaches for the antibiotic.] This... is going to hurt. Hold your breath.

[The demon knew what was coming next. He gave his friend a silent nod.]

You have nothing to apologize for, Anemone-chan...

[As much as he didn't like it, he forced a smile upon his face]

Thank you. You didn't have to do this...

Edited 2009-10-16 05:12 (UTC)

I don't mind... you've done so much for me already.

[And once she was sure he was ready, she began cleaning the wound. Once it was cleaned enough, she fanned it gently, then began to carefully bandage it. She smoothed out the bandage when she was done, then leaned over and hugged Cube.]

There... now we're both patched up.

Mmmm
[Cube shook his head, he never did enough to keep up with Anemone, it seemed...

However, her arms around him came as a shock... but a real smile found it's way to his face as she held the hug. Joining her, Cube hugged Anemone in return while a small giggle escaped him from her comment]

Hai! We certainly are.

Edited 2009-10-16 05:51 (UTC)

[Calm... it was finally calm in Horton 310. Even though there were still the cacophony of fighting and screams outside, and the cold breeze from the broken windows, it was still quieter, duller... more relaxed. Her hair was... fixed. And she and Cube were both bandaged up...

And her stomach flipped in knots. She ended up pushing Cube away roughly, jumping past him as she ran to the bathroom with a hand over her mouth. It only took her a few seconds to make it to the bathroom, dropping to her knees and retching violently into the toilet. And even with the frustration of this sickness, a strange thought came to mind:

It was actually kind of good timing that she had a haircut.]

A-anemone-chan?!

[Cube reached out, stumbled forward, after his friend but stopped when he heard her sickness echo from the bathroom. He gave a worried sigh and looked back at the ripped room.. then back down at his shirt. It was black, so hard to see the blood. Anemone was gone, out of the room. It was a good time to finish bandaging himself and start on putting the apartment back together. Then he can work on the windows.

He failed at keeping Anemone unharmed and well but at least she was still alive.]

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