[Eiji Harada]

His vision was impossibly blurry after the beating he had taken at the hands of Grinta. She was long gone, abandoning him to leave with his own weakness and failure in the alleyway where they had faced off. Still, he knew he couldn't stay put, he knew that he could still fight, that he could still help repel some of those villains that had crawled out of the woodworks for the Babel attacks.

Blood was dripping from his head as he walked. Was that what it was? This warm sensation trickling down the side of his face. He used the wall to support him as he walked, telling himself that as long as he kept putting one foot in front of the other he was going to be fine. He was going to make it home. Suddenly he could feel his legs grow weaker, he was losing his footing but in the moment he fell, a figure appeared in front of him further down the alley. Instinctively he reached out, desperation apparent as he tried to reach who could only be his guardian angel at a dark time like this. ''H-Help..'' It was out of character for him to ask for help so openly, but the words left his lips before he could even register they had.

Then he felt his body go weak again as he slammed into the cold asphalt below.

Kysaly

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Kysaly didn't particularly love the fact that they smoked casually, but sometimes they just needed to. With the holiday season rolling around, it was becoming busier at the café and the clinic, leaving very little space for Kysaly to have for themselves. Living and working in the same location had its benefits, but it also meant that some days they didn't leave their building at all.

They'd pause, lightly a cigarette and inhaling; only once a week did they allow themselves to smoke. It would look pretty shitty for a doctor to be smoking all the time, so Kysaly made that rule to keep it strictly leisurely. Sometimes it was hard to keep up, but it felt nice when Kysaly could actually just let lose and enjoy it after a long week.

Flicking some embers off, they would put out their cigarette and throw away the rest of it before placing their gloves back on. The air was nipping at their skin, so they'd prefer not to have cracked knuckles. Before they could do much though, they heard some muffled shuffling behind the building. With half the mind to ignore it and go back inside, Kysaly would take a breath in and look over the corner. In a matter of moments, they would be greeted with a weak body falling in front of them. "Uh..." A few blinks, before they would tisk and move down to grab them.

With a lot of struggle, Kysaly got their bleeding body downstairs and into the clinic on the table. It would be a bit cold for whatever parts of him were exposed, but that was beyond the point of this. "Seriously..." As Kysaly tried to figure out where he was bleeding from, it was as if he was some type of fountain as it seemed that everything was bleeding. "Fuck's sake." With a grunt, they'd cut off or undo Eiji's outer clothing and do their best to clean and gauze the wounds.

Notes

ᓬ Black trench coat, slacks and a blue button up shirt.

Kysaly Eiji Harada

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[Eiji Harada]

Eiji's mind was hazy, so much so that he didn't register that Kysaly caught him, or even brought him downstairs. In his mind he played through other scenes where he almost died. That time almost five years ago when he almost died of a mysterious illness, but a doctor showed up out of the blue to treat him. Shortly after his quirk manifested and he burned off one of his own arms fighting a villain. Both of those times felt like they were his final moments, like his story was going to end prematurely. Just a twenty something young and dumb delinquent who met the most predictable fate in the universe.

Something was irritating his eyes. He blinked and suddenly found himself in a room... A clinic? He had never seen the person who was in the room with him, but they were cute. Like some kind of impossibly pretty guardian angel had come to guide him into the afterlife and make his journey as pleasant as possible. ''Hey..'' He managed a weak smile up at Kysaly. He did nothing to resist as he started cleaning his wounds. Not that he could if he wanted to. ''Sorry about the mess- I can- I can pay..'' He grimaced as he felt a twinge of sharp pain run through the right side of his ribcage. Then he looked back up at Kysaly, still a pretty guardian angel, was he dreaming or was this real? ''Who are you?'' He had to know.

Kysaly

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Of course Kysaly was going to have to re-clean the whole clinic now. A sigh would escape them, but they paid it no mind as they knew that it wasn't right of them to jduge someone that was injured. Kysaly was a doctor, and they would need to be treat anyone that came into their clinic as they promised they would.

As they woke up, Kysaly would look them over and blink before giving a small nod. "Hello there. Seems that you're not in the best shape." Maybe it was insensitive to say the way that they did, but Kysaly wasn't entirely what else to say in those moments. With the idea of them paying, they'd just shrug and move to remove their glove; with how messed up they were, Kysaly wouldn't be surprised if they had some internal wounds too. "You're fine to not. I helped you because I wanted to, not because you owe me." To Kysaly, they were strapped for money so the idea of begging a half-beat up man didn't really suit their fancy.

"... Kysaly Sato." They'd say quietly, before showing Eiji their hand. "I'm going to touch around your body, it'll let me know if you're hurt. I would surely hope you don't take it the wrong way." Even if Eiji did, it wouldn't be first time that their aid has been mistaken. A hand would be placed on Eiji's chest, moving down and around to his stomach and hips. To try to distract as Kysaly looked for more wounds, they'd try to catch his gaze. "What's your name?" Whether Eiji answered or not, they would nod gently before removing their hand and placing their glove back on. "Seems you bruised the tissues around your rib, true rib number five, six and seven on your left." They'd point, indicating it for them. "I'd suggest some ice for that, but otherwise it seems that most of your wounds were superficial. There's some light trauma around your stomach, but I would say that could have just been you getting kicked in the stomach, no?"

Notes

ᓬ Black trench coat, slacks and a blue button up shirt.

Kysaly Eiji Harada

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[Eiji Harada]

''Yeah.'' He let out a short chuckle, but it hurt to do so. ''You're right, I look like shit. Feel like it too.'' He didn't mind in the least, Eiji was a pretty blunt individual and that reflected in his choice of words. If anything, Kysaly just confirmed what he was feeling, that he had gotten the shit kicked out of him in a big way. ''No it's okay- I'm an honest customer.'' He forced a smile, trying to push past the pain. When cutting open his shirt, Kysaly might notice the tattoo of a black hummingbird on Eiji's abs.

''Kysaly-'' He trailed off, looking at their hand as they showed it to him. ''Sure, this your quirk or something? Sounds pretty useful if you're patching people up.'' Kysaly might be pretty, but he didn't want to be a creep about it either, especially not when they were helping him. He was thankful they were so talkative, though. It somehow made it easier to ignore the pain, and they had a soothing voice. ''Eiji.'' Should he mention that he's a vigilante? Honestly, at this rate Kysaly might deduce as much. Guy like him, all banged up and fighting with a prosthetic arm, he could only be a villain, vigilante, or a student, but he definitely wasn't smart enough to be a student. ''I'm from the Shinjuku area. Got caught in all this trouble when criminals started popping up everywhere.'' He was referring to the ongoing Babel attacks that were raging throughout Tokyo.

''O-Okay..'' He nodded his head gently, not really sure what all that stuff about damaging his bruised tissue meant, but he appreciated being informed. ''That so?'' He grinned, ''well I did get beat up pretty badly. I'm not sure how many times she kicked me while I was down.'' Was this a mercy from his opponent, or could he consider himself lucky that it wasn't worse. ''Isn't it dangerous, running a clinic out here?''

Kysaly

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"You'll feel better soon." Kysaly didn't like to lie to their patients, so they didn't; if Eiji stopped moving and complaining, they were sure that their wounds wouldn't continue to get worse. If the boy listened was a totally different story however, one that they weren't going to dictate too much.

Looking down at the tattoo, they didn't think much of it. If it was familiar looking, Kysaly made no notion that they recognized it at all. "Yes, it's my quirk. I won't hurt more than your wounds already do." Poor wording, but Kysaly was never entirely sure if their quirk actually hurt people or not. "Eiji, that's a nice name." It sounded simple, calming. Kysaly would only nod as an explanation was given- they found it best to believe their patients in the moment, as the last thing you want is someone that's already bleeding out trying to kill you.

"It can be dangerous, but as long as people like you come in, it's alright." People that actually needed help, rather than trying to make a mess of things. "I manage. Most people are desperate for a doctor that they don't think to attack me." That wasn't entirely true, but most of the time that's how things went; if you helped bad people, they learned to trust you just a little bit. "I assume I wasn't your first choice anyways. You should be more careful- people around here aren't as nice as myself." Kysaly would work on wrapping him up as best they could. "Thankfully, or maybe unfortunately, a lot of the damage is internal and not things I can treat." Kysaly would look over their chest, their face. "You have a cut or two I could disinfect."

Notes

ᓬ Black trench coat, slacks and a blue button up shirt.

Kysaly Eiji Harada

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[Eiji Harada]

''That would be nice.'' He closed his eyes and let out a small sigh. ''The others need me, I don't have time to be this banged up.'' He did his best to cooperate, laying still and letting the doctor work their magic on him. He was going to owe Kysaly big time, but he could worry about that once he wasn't actively bleeding out. ''I see, that's convenient, do you ever have patients freak out on you when you use your quirk?'' He didn't know if they were the chatty kind, but somehow making this small talk made it easier for him to forget he was in pain.

''Yeah? My parents supposedly chose it for me.'' He opened his eyes to look up at Kysaly. ''It's a good name, but not as unique as Kysaly.'' He looked down at their hands as they worked. ''People like me, huh? Idiots who get themselves into fights they can't win?'' He grinned, hoping his self-deprecating joke would lighten the mood a bit. ''I guess I hadn't thought about that. No one wants to attack the doctors because if there are no doctors left when they're in trouble that's pretty much the end for them.'' Kysaly's work was highly essential, not just to the people of Tokyo, but more specifically vigilantes like him who couldn't just walk into big public hospitals and ask for help after he had willingly fought a villain. ''Still, that's brave of you, to set up shop out here despite the risks.'' Helping those in need, it was something Eiji liked to do himself and which he admired in others like Kysaly, even if they did it in ways Eiji never could. ''Eh- really?'' He smiled apologetically. ''Actually, I was just walking, I didn't really know where I was going, don't know any doctors like you out in this part of the city.'' It made him sound all the more like the idiot he was, but now that he had cooled down he had realized his mistake and could face how reckless he had been. ''Internal?'' He looked down at himself perplexed. Nothing a little rest couldn't fix, right? Looking back up at Kysaly he blinked his eyes. There was something enchanting about Kysaly up close, something Eiji couldn't quite place. they weren't just beautiful... There was a kindness to them Eiji didn't see in the eyes of others often. It made him hesitate for a moment, but he tried not to appear flustered. ''I'd appreciate that. Me and my gang will owe you one.''

Kysaly

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Others? It was good that if Kysaly left him to his own devices, that people would worry about him, at least; it always broke their heart when they helped people and it didn't seem to matter to anyone else. "Freak out? Yes, but I think they misunderstand more than anything. They think that I am trying to court them or something similar." It was ridiculous, but they assumed that the blood loss made it easy to misunderstand a situation like that.

"I don't think you should fight if you don't think you can win unless you have to." They'd shrug lowly, not wanting it to be a debate or that they were discrediting Eiji's point of view. "At least you're alive." A gentle, but somehow sterile smile was given to Eiji.

"People still try to, which never goes well for either person." Fighting a doctor was always bad for both parties, as you really shouldn't try to fight someone that knows how to undo all the wounds they just patched up in a few swift movements. "I do it because I love what I do, and hope that people appreciate it." It was a small ask, but one that felt that they could achieve with more effort.

"I'm sure there are others like me, though I'm not sure I'd trust them. They'd rather exploit you for all your money before helping to stop you from bleeding out. It's a sad thing to hear about, at the very least." Kysaly would give them a gentle pat on the shoulder, offering to help do up their clothing as best as they could from what they'd moved. "No worries, really. Your wounds are deeper, but so it wasn't too much that I can do immediately. You'll be fine with some rest- hopefully your gang will allow you to without much hassle?" They'd raise their brow, offering their arm for Eiji to sit up properly if he wanted to. Any instance of Eiji being flustered or attracted to Kysaly was totally missed. "You're most welcome for the help. Are you okay to get back home, or would you prefer to rest here?" Kysaly would motion to the black couch behind them with their head.

Notes

ᓬ Black trench coat, slacks and a blue button up shirt.

Kysaly Eiji Harada

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[Eiji Harada]

''Really?'' He let out a weak chuckle, only stopping once he felt his entire body object to the action as the pain in his old wounds still reverberated. ''Ow.'' He muttered, still smiling as he clutched his tummy. ''I don't blame them. I mean, you're good looking.'' It wasn't just the blood loss or the pain, or his head spinning. Kysaly was like an angel out in these streets, how could someone so beautiful survive with criminals roaming all about? It was equal parts mysterious and amazing.

''I appreciate it. But I have to. Besides, no one's gonna start winning fights without losing a dozen first.'' At least he was still alive, huh... Weird, he never thought about the alternative, that one day one of these fights could be his last. Maybe Kysaly had seen worse things than him. Their profession was so closely linked with death that it wouldn't surprise him. Eyes so enchanting, yet full of a deep, hidden sorrow... Wait, why was he getting so obsessed with them? Could it be that their actual quirk was charming him somehow? ''Yeah, at least I'm alive. Thanks to you.'' He smiled back.

''An honest reason to work. I'm much the same. Whether it's raising the little shits at the orphanage or fighting for those who can't stand up for themselves. We do what we do because we want to, right?'' When they gave him a pat on the shoulder he nodded softly. ''I think I've heard of people like that. Scum who take advantage of people while they're down.'' He frowned. He had even run into one such 'doctor' in the past. ''Oh, yeah they can handle themselves for a day.'' He let out a small pained groan as he took Kysaly's offered arm. ''Thanks. I'd hate to make myself a bigger burden on you, but if you have a space here I wouldn't mind staying. I'll text the gang to let them know I'll be a little while.'' He looked down at the floor, recentering his thoughts before looking back up at them. ''Thanks again, by the way. If you ever need anything. Interns, bodyguards, a place to stay, you can always come to us. The Hummingbirds owe you a favor.''

Kysaly

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"Oh, thank you." Kysaly would try to brush off the compliment, but they felt their cheeks getting a bit more flushed than they were expecting. Had Eiji's words really gotten through to him so easily? Wow, it felt odd.

"It's important to take care of your body, little one." Kysaly would pat their head like they were a child, before placing their gloves on again. They were likeable and nice enough, which was a welcome change from all the shitheads that they had gotten as of late. "It's important that I can help people that need it." Truthfully, it was also important to Kysaly to give it to those that felt like they deserved it.

"Ah, you're too kind, though I am sure that I will call onto you if I need it." Kysaly would help them up if they needed it. "I would again suggest just taking it easy for the time being though, you did a lot of damage to yourself and I wasn't able to do much to actually help you like I wanted to." It was gentle, plain advice, but hopefully it would be something that he could follow. "You're welcome to come back here too, whether you need help or not. I have a lovely café above where we are right now."

Notes

ᓬ Black trench coat, slacks and a blue button up shirt.

Kysaly Eiji Harada

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