[Ghouligan]

Following the events of
- This is a robbery!
- The Rise of Enki

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“You’re late.” Bernard was upset. “Now I have to make a whole new burger.”

“Sorry, I was in Tokyo,” Antoine said. “I don’t think Megumi will mind.”

“Oh, were you trying that spot I recommended?! I love that place. Also, she deserves better. Don’t you go half-assing around her.”

“Never seen you so… protective.”

“Well, I know a thing or two about young love and bullet wounds.”

“We’re not — stop. Gross.”

“Okay, good. Just making sure you’re not crossing any lines. She’s a doctor. Too good for you.”

“I get the point.”

“Here’s the burger. Tell her I said hello~”

Antoine takes the burger. Makes his way over to Megumi, still keeping pressure on the bullet wound. He knew better than to take the bullet out. Then, he knocks on the door.

“Hey, it’s me again. Antoine,” He calls out. “I brought lunch?”

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Megumi Okumura

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[attr="class","carvetext"]The sounds of a struggle could be heard in The Hoard as Megumi struggled to pull away something of hers from Goose who was in a nasty mood. "Okay, ya think you've had enough?" "HONK" "Okay, well that's fair if I send you to the place will ya get me an extra one? Its my treat I promise!" "HONK" "Okay okay three then, get going!" the knock on the door wasn't expected but nonetheless, she'd open it "Antoine?" she'd questioned before coming face to face with Antoine once again "Oh it's you! Welcome Welcome I didn't know your name was Antoine!" she had forgotten to ask the last time he was here.

Goose would push past the two and head off into the streets with a note in his beak "Be safe!" she'd call out before shutting the door behind him after Ghoul entered "So, ya got hurt again huh?" she'd gesture for him to follow "I'm glad you remembered our deal! You can put the food on the table there and we'll get that bullet out nice and easy!" this time she'd put on gloves to deal with the blood as they went down to the room he had been in before. In her jumbled desk, she'd pull out a few pills and something to disinfect the would "Blood Thinner! Take them, and I'm gonna spray the wound, and then...well I'd bite down on something cause I'm going to remove the bullet bit by bit." once Antoine was situated she would clean the would before adding "So, did ya get some friends yet? Hopefully, they're not the ones who shot ya!"

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[Ghouligan]

There really is a goose…

Considering the crazy, fucked up world they lived in, Antoine wasn’t in the business of judging people’s roommates. If anything, he pitied the soul whose quirk turned them into a goose. Or a goose who had the intelligence of a human. How does one find love in such a world? Then again, how do humans find love, even? There’s justification for this belief, but Antoine imagines most people die unloved and alone.

“I guess I forgot to mention it.” How does something like that slip your mind? He must have been off his game. Even now, he feels off his game. Maybe it’s the bullet wound.

He drops the food off and follows her.

It was at times like these that he wished he didn’t have a secret identity. Do you know how much easier it’d be if he transformed, even a little bit, and removed the friction between the bullet and his skin? They would slide out so quickly.

“I’ll make due.” Truth be told, he didn’t know what to reach for to bite. So, he awkwardly took nothing and sat there. “Not yet. But I’m working on my Japanese.”

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Megumi Okumura

[Megumi Okumura]

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[attr="class","carvetext"]"Don't even sweat it! I'm not the best at remembering names without mnemonic devices." she was a certified genius but absolutely terrible when it came to remembering details with people outside of medical junk. Assuming Antoine didn't ask what his was she'd just get to work.

The adhesive would lock his arms in place to the table just as before. This procedure likely wasn't as painful as having your spine fused together, but if Antoine moved around a lot there was a chance they the bullet could get its trajectory altered and stuck further. "I'm glad you're able to work on it! It took me a year or so to get to the point where I was comfortable speaking Japanese and then another one until I was 'fluent'" she would frame the bullet wound with her hands, placing them on his bare skin "Okay bit by bit I'm going to close the wounds and force the bullet out~" once she could feel around to make sure there wasn't any shrapnel she'd begin, pushing the bullet back out the wound and closing it slowly.

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[Ghouligan]

Antoine trusted Megumi as much as anyone could trust Megumi. They had only met once before but she proved her skill to him. And to think, he only had to deal with a sparse ‘I told you so’ from Bernard. Still, he had reservations about her bedside manner. Less about the way she spoke to him, he was pretty adaptable to any and all kinds of personalities, even the ones he disliked, and more about how rough she was.

At first, he had written it off due to the severity of his initial injuries. Considering the process, and how quickly he’d recover, the upfront cost was a non-issue… even if he did pass out. But with how abruptly he locked onto the table, and how methodical she felt in her actions, he felt like a piece of meat at the butcher. With the proposed solution to dislodging the bullet, he had it under good authority it was going to hurt more than getting shot.

To cope with the pain, he spoke.

“Bernard warned me never to get too good at Japanese. Apparently, they dislike it when foreigners speak as well as they do. If they like us, it’s because we are different. And once we speak as well as they do, then they start to call us ‘fake Japanese’ — as a passive-aggressive insult.” He’d shrug if he could. “I think he’s trying to make me feel better about how slow I’m learning.”

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Megumi Okumura

[Megumi Okumura]

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[attr="class","carvetext"]"Classic Bernie! He's a riot I swear I love that guy" she would take a tube with a suction piece and attach it to a bucket to siphon off the excess blood from the wound. Navigating the bullet through the skin without causing more damage was tricky, but this wasn't an impossible task! It just took a bit of patience from both Megumi and Antoine.

"It's a rough adjustment! When I first moved here it was hard to communicate. Not just because I was rusty at Japanese but because people can be really paranoid. I think when we started getting more transplants that go to UAU people accepted foreigners more! Heck, I run into more foreigners now than natives~" The bullet was about halfway out at this point and from the look on Antoine's face it was pretty painful! This time, she came a bit more prepared in case he passed out. "Don't worry, we're almost done. So, how many friends did you make hmmmmmmm~? Was I right? I was right, wasn't I!"

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[Ghouligan]

“Yeah, I don’t get it personally.”

Considering his workplace, Antoine ran into natives more often than not. They were interested in trying authentic, American cuisine. Whatever that means. Considering the place had been a melting pot for so long, it’s hard to tell what is “American” and what is a deviation from some other culture’s dish. Even so, there were a few foreigners that came in, too. And for whatever reason, there was a resounding sentiment in American culture, from what little he’s experienced, that Japan was the place to be. Usually from people who watched cartoons, but…

“It’s walkable, I guess. But I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t have to be. It wouldn’t be my first choice of residence.”

There were a few muffled grunts and groans as the process continued. It felt like a knife being pulled out very, very slowly. Whether he liked to admit it or not, speaking to Megumi was helping. But she always had to press the damn issue. Friends. Like what does that even entail?

“Right about what?”

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Megumi Okumura

[Megumi Okumura]

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[attr="class","carvetext"]As if reading his mind she uttered "I think people have a fascination with the stuff around here because it makes them feel apart of something." in a rare case of vocal clarity she continued "Who doesn't want to be part of something bigger?" she sure as hell felt lost when she showed up to Japan, completely broke at the age of 14 and knew without the help of the community she was a bigger part of now that she would have ended up in a terrible situation. Even if some people might think living in a warehouse with a goose with multiple heads is your hyper-destructive roommate IS a terrible situation it still allowed Megumi to live her life freely. Plus anyone could get used to anything!

With visuals now on the bullet, Megumi felt comfortable speeding up the process a bit further. She was a doctor after all and her methods may have been unorthodox, but she definitely didn't like making things more painful than she had to be. With proper equipment and a larger staff, her 'clinic' could be very successful! "I get that~ I got a one-way ticket and ended up here, but I don't plan on leaving."

With a clink, the bullet would finally leave Antoine's body and landed on the operating table. Megumi would take the bullet and toss it into a nearby trashcan with a large 'biohazard' sign scribbled on the front, clearly a child's handwriting or at least someone with childlike wonder. "About needing friends, connections, amigos, ya know? Someone to have your back!" she didn't realize he had actually organized a meet and greet for this purpose, but she did notice there was something a little different about his demeanor today. Perhaps he was more at peace? Or woozy because of the bullet wound, either way.

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[Ghouligan]

It didn’t make sense.

Antoine wasn’t opposed to feeling a part of something, but his worldview fundamentally connected him to everything and everyone. There is no action free of consequence. And everyone plays a role, no matter how small, in changing the world. Whether he operated alone or with a group, he knew he was a part of something. It was a belief he had developed as a child and had never let go of. Maybe it had to do with his tenuous relationship with his father. Or maybe he was born with an innate connection to the world most were missing. When you can turn into a fundamental force, it changes how you perceive yourself.

Something changed about the process. Maybe it had to do with the genuine conversation, maybe Megumi adjusted to Antoine’s reserved signals, but the pain dulled and dulled until the bullet eventually came out. There was still the lingering whatever-you-call-it that came with a Megumi visit but it was tolerable. Gratitude, maybe?

“Right that,” Antoine said. “I wouldn’t call anyone a friend yet but I’ve met a few interesting people. Gotta feel things out.”

When given the chance, Antoine would get back up and stretch himself out a bit. As always with Megumi, he felt better than before the injury. Freaky stuff.

“I can head back to work, yeah?”

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Megumi Okumura

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[attr="class","carvetext"]The act of performing light surgery might have grossed anyone else out, but Megumi had a history which let her stomach that kind of stuff easier than most. Her parents sure as hell didn't pull their punches back when she was younger and let her figure out her own tolerance for medical tasks. Luckily for both her and them that she had a fascination that overrode any potential fear of blood and guts. Especially lucky for Ghouligan now and his broke ass.

"I gotcha, I gotcha~" she'd take off her gloves and wash her hands in the nearby sink "I'm sure you're a good judge of character! I wouldn't be surprised if these acquaintances became close friends soon enough; you're a good person!" all it took was for him to bring her lunch and she was sold on his character, not even questioning the line of work he was in that got him injured this much. After who was she to judge? She performed medical procedures for food and lived with a Goose.

Taking the opportunity to dig into the food he brought finally she'd take a seat on the clean table near the two of them and unwrap the burger "Oh yeah, you're free to go back to work whenever as long as you're not in pain, if you are just take it easy" she'd take a large bite out of the burger "Unless you need something else from me you're good! Thanks for the food!"

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[Ghouligan]

Finally, it was over.

“Well,” Antoine raised his eyebrows. “I’m a person.”

If Antoine was a good judge of character, then Megumi wasn’t. Because he wasn’t a good judge of character. The countless second chances he gave to people he knew would break them — on the merit of having a system to abide by — would speak against that. Then again, maybe that was evidence for her case. He knew what they would do and gave them a chance anyway. Wasn’t that the point of second chances? No use pontificating over facts she’d never know. He pushed the ideas down and prepared himself for the journey back.

But first things first… texting Bernard. Megumi cleared him to return but Bernard might need him for countless other errands, as usual. He might have to pick up snacks or coffee on the way back. The ‘way back’ might lead him to a new location — Bernard was on the move like that.

“Anyway, hope you’re right.” Antoine loved to lie. “It would be nice to make some friends.” But he loved to tell the truth, too. Sometimes. “Next time, I’ll bring you food, and won’t even bleed on it.”

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✓ Every self-respecting doctor has a goose, right? Great job you two!! [break][break]

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Antoine - 19.250 // 24.250 [break]
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