CLOUD RAP [open + injury]

[JUNJI]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]new beginnings, new places, new sights to see. it all sounded very appealing to junji, who had only ever known the ocean; he'd always wanted to wander the world, and at times he found himself envious of luca, who had seen so much. he knew not all of those things he had seen were good, just from the way the hellhound had spoken of them, the way his expression changed when the topic came up. but junji's home... it was the typhoon. it was the only other home he had never known apart from the one he had shared with his mother and father, so long ago, but he had lived in the typhoon for much, much longer. he couldn't ever see himself departing from it.

as the sun began to rise over the horizon, the angel found himself trodding along the beach, as he always did in the early mornings. sleepless nights were a common thing for him; nightmares haunted him, ghostly figures standing in the corners of his hut kept him up all night, and when the jungle seemed to grow so unbearably loud, he would go to the beach. it was the most calming place on the island to him, aside from the haven isle. junji had always loved the sea. the way it smelled, the cold and refreshing waves lapping at his paws, gulls soaring and crying out as they dove into the water for their meals. he loved it, adored it so; he never wanted to leave.

as he padded on, commotion reached his ears; the splashes of a drowning struggle, a familiar voice howling for help, and worried voices gathered around. worry immediately clawed at him; securing the bag of herbs that hung from his neck, junji broke into a sprint, wings lifting ever so slightly off of the ground so they didn't drag. ocean eyes searched the shoreline for the group as he ran; it didn't take long to spot them, crowded around an unconscious body, drenched in salt water. someone mentioned his name, something about going to fetch him. seemed he wasn't too late.

"i'm here," he panted, stretching his wings out slightly as the soothsayer moved to push past marcellus and kirishima. his eyes dropped to the collapsed form, widening at the sight. "luca..." junji whispered, dropping to crouch at his side, gaze quickly drawing over his barely breathing form, before he pressed an ear to the hellhound's chest and listened. his breathing was hoarse, weak, and wet. he'd swallowed quite a bit of water. the angel frowned to himself, going over every possible scenario in his head. luca dies, junji loses someone he has feelings for. luca dies, junji has no one else. luca dies, he... comes back, but how much of him was lost? luca dies, and he blames junji. luca dies...

stop that.

junji took in a slow breath, calmed himself, and got to work. he tugged off his bag and set it in the sand at his side, once more stretching out his wings to create more space, not wanting to crowd the injured hound. luca would surely be a bit... panicked, or some emotion of the sort, when he woke again, and junji didn't want the first thing he saw to be shadows looming right over him, whispering among themselves about his condition. he wished his crewmates didn't feel the need to crowd in so closely.

after ensuring the area around him was clear, junji returned his attention to luca, settling delicate paws upon his chest. he breathed out deeply; it had been some time since he'd last used his ability... he hoped he had not forgotten anything. in that moment, he closed his eyes, focusing the best he could. he was nervous with the group standing around, surely watching his every move, watching for some sort of mistake. they would likely react with some surprise when he began to sing, and he hated to sing in front of multiple people, but if it would help him to help luca, it was worth the later embarrassment.

a soft hum escaped the soothsayer as he slowly moved his paws over luca's chest, the tune of 'you are my sunshine' light on his lips. he hoped his plan would work well; he was cautious to do so over fear of further hurting the canine, but if there was even a sliver of a chance of it working, he would risk it. as junji sang softly under his breath, he moved his paws further, slowly bringing them from his chest to his throat, then to his maw. with a gentle, mental pull, the water within luca's lungs spilled from his mouth and onto the sand. it would surely cause a sputter from luca, and perhaps somewhat of a rude awakening, but it worked. he was doing well.

once that was finished, junji bent down to his bag, digging his muzzle in before coming back out with marigold, which he set gingerly on top of his bag. soft blue eyes turned to silus, wings shuffling slightly at his sides. he offered the young sage a soft smile before briefly interrupting his humming to coo,"sil, fetch me a warm blanket or two, please. caesar can accompany you if you need help. fresh bandages, as well." he returned his gaze to luca and kept a close eye on the unconscious male as he chewed the marigold.

"you are my sunshine," junji hummed softly, eyes drifting over the hellhound's form. "my only sunshine..."

you make me happy
when skies are gray
you never know, dear
how much i love you

junji gingerly spread the poultice over luca's face, brushing a paw almost lovingly over his bloodied cheek. he couldn't help the frown twitching at his lips, becoming more and more worried as time passed.

"please don't take my sunshine away."