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[Sometime during the day comes a pop-up message that could be spam were it not from a legitimate Outsider source. Contained within is one (1) fancy ass invitation, thus:]

Welcome one and all to the first annual LILITH charity calendar sign up!

Interested in helping poor, unfortunate orphans this holiday season? Looking to get your loved ones the perfect custom gift? Want to play a prank on your friends?

Then sign up today to be part of our exclusive LILITH charity calendar! You too can be the star you always dreamed of! Or revenge can be yours! We're not picky, it's for charity!!

Choose your favorite month when you sign up or let us decide for you! *Pending printing approval.

CODED BY TESSISAMESS

[So yes, Yato is organizing a pin-up calendar of Outsiders, if anyone it interested in donating their beautiful visage to the project! Will the calendar be racy or tame? It all depends upon YOU!]

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[ DON'T TREAT YOUR GIRLFRIEND LIKE A CHILDDLKGJKLSDJGLSKLDJ

while she might not be able to hear any TEEHEE, she can picture him. chest puffed up, looking so proud of himself. hiyori smiles, wryly.

for all of about two seconds until she reads the rest. shy about calling her his girlfriend to others, not so shy about admitting he wants to try doggy style with said girlfriend. ]

Yato.

Stop talking about what styles you want to do with me right now, please.

I've done what I can to supply them with comforts, toys and books, but it certainly isn't enough.

[ Still, it's quite a bit, so the kids aren't in such a dire situation anymore. ]

Focus on the calendar. I will attend to the children along with other Outsiders who have a keen interest in running the orphanage.

Edited 2024-11-12 05:20 (UTC)

[AT LEAST SHE'S OF AGE NOW...???

The mood whiplash is strong with this one. Poor Hiyori. As if she doesn't have enough to deal with recovering, she's got this twit to liven things up.

He manages to flash her this exact face, showing him perched outside on a branch. Old habits, yeah? Now if only he kept to the old habit of not going into R18 territory...]

Oopsie~

How about a tango, then? Or maybe freestyle?

Glad to know some of us are making an effort to look after them, at least. We don't need them hating us any more than they already might.

[Last thing they'd need happening is the survivors growing up with a sense of revenge for mistreatment.]

Gotcha. Though if you need a hand, lemme know. I'm sure I can find the time necessary.

[ POSES HANDS IN STRANGLE MODE

poor hiyori, indeed. things always WERE lively when she was spending time with yato. she liked things lively, though. right now, it's not so bad. it keeps her mind off other things.

that he's outside in a TREE takes her back. pfft-! same old yato, sometimes. ]

Which tree are you in?

[ does she need to ask ]

[~~CHOKE THAT CHICKEN~~

She does not need to ask, for there at her window comes a tapping, courtesy of one godfly plastered to the glass as he struggles not to fall from the window sill. Perhaps he should've asked her to open it first...]

'yori, lemme in! Is slippery out here--!

[Total dumbass. Who seems to be strangely unbalanced for him, wobbling and tipping towards the right. One might think he was drunk if it wasn't just that his face is stuck to the glass.]

[ ~~DOGGIES AND CHICKENS I SEE~~

hiyori is at work, but she IS taking it easy. as best as she can for who she is, anyway. first, she jolts. sighs. then turns towards the one window in the break room at the hospital.

that answers which tree.

he's so ridiculous. she tries not to laugh at his silly face pressed to the glass. it'll leave a print when he's gone. a mark of the yatogami, stalk- er, watching over her.

once she sees his failing balance, she stands up from her seat and hurries over to figure out how to open the window. ]

You goof! Use the door or at least ask me to open it before you get here...!

[ finally, it's open and she grabs his clothes to pull him in so he doesn't go CAREENING away completely. ]

You're early... [ hiyori breathes, not used to yato visiting at this time. usually, it's around dinner. ]

[~~TOP TWO FAVORITE ANIMALS YEP~~

This is her divine punishment for working when she should be resting! The Yatogami check-in call. At least he's predictable if not entirely sensible...

Like he has any room to talk. Honestly. Some people's boyfriends, huh?

Though once Hiyori gets the window open and yanks him in, he stumbles in with a pained yelp, almost going down on his right leg before regaining his balance enough to stumble forward a couple steps. Wincing, he turns a wry smile towards her.]

Ah, sorry, sorry. [Breathing slowly, he debates a moment, then looks away.]

Yeah, about that... [Give him a minute to get to the couch. Though it's more akin to a 'hobble' as he limps over and seats himself with a sigh, head tipped back against the cushion.] Promise me you won't get uppity, okay?

[ ~~THAT'S IT...~~

this isn't hard work!! just some documenting to catch up on. some clean up. basic, everyday chores. she can't stay still and locked up FOREVER.

flustered, she apologizes for pulling him in so roughly. explaining she didn't want him to fall and if he just uSEd THE DooR!! anyway. she's using her good arm to brace his elbow, searching his face in question and hovering as he gets to the loveseat against the wall. where she was just sitting.

hiyori slowly and carefully sits next to him, eyes never leaving him. ]

Huh...? [ uppity?? ... about what? ] Um, sure. I promise.

[ does she tho? ]

[~~YEAH...~~

If Yato had his way, she would be!! ...okay, not really. But she wouldn't be roaming around like this! She'd be in bed, doing remote work.

He manages a tight smile at her apology, acknowledging the wisdom of her words and promising to use the dumb, boooring door next time as they take a seat together. Though he's still wincing as he stretches his leg out in front of him, he lets an arm cover his face briefly before dropping it to his side and turning slightly to face her better with a clearly fretting expression.]

I need some pain killers. You can get those for me, right?

[His eyes meet hers, then quickly dart away to stare at a chart on the wall without really seeing it.]

[ ~~DOUBT........~~

but she needs to roam and use her body! else it'll get weak and she can't have that.

promise for a promise. only time will tell, sooner rather than later for hiyori, how long they'll uphold their word. something is bothering her - from that tight smile to yato still cringing a bit as he stretches to how he can't look at her.

what is going on? ]

Pain killers? [ oh. he's mortal. more mortal. right. ] Yeah, j-just a second. I have some over-the-counter ones somewhere... [ back up on her feet, she wanders over to some drawers and cabinets, pushing things aside until she finds a bottle of some generic analgesics. a few are dropped into her palm, she grabs a water bottle, and then she sits beside him again while offering what's in her hand. ]

Here. You should take it with food but have some water.

[ then, she waits. ]

[~~PRESS F...~~

Yeah, but--! ...no, okay, that's entirely fair. He doesn't want her losing muscle mass or strength because of his concern.

So far so good. No freak outs or fretting on her part. That's a positive. He's too tired to deal with a lecture, hence the attempt to head one off at the pass. Hiyori is a woman of her word, though. One reason he loves her so, so much. He can count on her for damn near anything. And more.]

Yeah... [While she rummages around, he lets himself sink into the loveseat and - shockingly for him - seems to almost doze in those few moments, startling when she sits back down next to him. Blinking rapidly, he groggily holds a hand out for the pills and takes the thing of water with a nod of gratitude.]

I'll get a snack in a bit. Thanks. [Down the hatch! No problem there, thankfully, though he sighs with relief and maybe a hint of disappointment as he passes the bottle back to her.] Kinda wish it was something stronger, but oh well.

.....

[Dammit. He's gonna have to explain, isn't he? Heaving out a heavy sigh, he starts plucking at the seat cushion, refusing to look at her.]

I-- I got hurt during that last mission. It bugs me now and then.

[ ~~F'S IN CHAT, CHAT.~~

it's not like yato's worry isn't well-founded, either. she - they went through a lot. every single one of them went through something. it's clear as her namesake.

better than yato thinks, hiyori can read him. she knows when he's equipped to handle a freakout or a lecture and now isn't that time. he's more pale than usual. exhausted. he's looked bad before but this is the accumulation of days of unrest.

she just hopes it's something she can help with. fortunately (not really), it is. she's a doctor. one on leave but one all the same. maybe she should let him sleep on the couch here and get him a snack, herself. maybe she will. ]

I can't get you anything stronger right now. Sorry, Yato. [ needs prescribing and she's not QUITE so morally gray she would steal narcotics for him. she takes the bottle he hands back and puts it aside.

hearing the reasoning makes her suck in a breath. why didn't he say sooner? because she was already going through a lot, that's why. she doesn't need to ask. instead, she feels emotional and touched and even a bit sad he would put aside his ails for her sake. ]

Yato... [ damn it. the sweet idiot. UGH. hiyori whispers his name, cupping his cheek and turning his face back towards her to kiss him gently. ]

Do you want me to look at it...?

[~~OH...~~

He never worries about pointless things, of course (this is a lie.) But when it comes to Hiyori, every worry is a worthy one.

He doesn't want her exhausting herself further with worry over him, which is why he hasn't said anything about his injury up til now. She needed time to heal, emotionally and physically. But seeing as how she's up and about, taking the news with relative ease... well. He feels a little more equipped to let her worry about him.

They take care of each other, after all. Even if it's only reassuring one another that they're doing fine, and time will heal their wounds. This though? Needs a little more than time.]

Damn. Oh well. Thanks anyway. [His pout of disappointment is clear, but he knows better than to push her on such an issue. She would never, and he wouldn't want her to.

Drawn back to looking at her, he winces slightly as his body shifts, moving his right leg. But all that seems to melt away when she kisses him, earning her a soft, relieved sigh.]

...yeah. If you would. Until I can get in and see one of LILITH's people. [Pulling back, he hikes up the right pants leg to reveal bandages covering most of his leg, which he then begins to unwrap.

And what's underneath is not a pretty sight: it looks like something massive bit him deeply, enough so that the wound would've been bleeding heavily. Which answer why the skin appears as though someone's taken a torch to him in order to cauterize the injury. A double whammy, as it were, and one that explains not only his unsteadiness on his feet, but his exhaustion as well. Something like this would take even a godly constitution time to heal, let alone a mortal one.

He gazes at his leg a moment before casting his eyes upon her face, biting his lip to watch her reaction. Fearful of her getting too upset and maybe making herself sick.]

[ so about stealing narcs for his sake -

he's not screaming in agony, but seeing the damage nearly changes her mind on the spot. she thinks about getting up, sprinting to the pharmacy or looking for a bag of hydrocodone to take away all that obvious pain. once again, yato simply

suffers through it. silently. without a word. until it gets so bad that he can't take it any longer.

hiyori, very professional, doesn't make a face. if anything, her eyes narrow down at the injury. something bit him, she could tell by the pattern of the puncture wounds. that's definitely a burn scarring, too. something like this would never do any damage to a god. it makes his mortality seem more mixed than blessing. if it ever was one.

not if he can get hurt like this.

when he looks at her, she's not too upset. probably just appropriately upset to see the person she loves the most have gone through something traumatic. as a doctor, it would take a lot more than this to make her sick either. much less one of his loved ones. ]

Whoever thought to cauterize was smart. [ immediately stopping the blood flow and minimizing the possibility of an infection. it might've saved him, depending on what bit him.

over the past few days, she hasn't noticed anything strange. it could be totally possible that yato made sure he never gave anything away, though. just like blight. ]

... But I'm sure it - [ hurt. she reaches forward, brushing his bangs and checking his forehead for temperature. just itching with the want to touch him, though with worry settling into the wrinkle in her brow. ]

I'll find a way to get some stronger medication. And antibiotics. [ ...

breathing in deep, she leans over and buries her face into his shoulder. hugging his arm with her good one and reciting something she was supposed to ask him as a nurse, mumbled into his clothes. ]

On a scale of one to ten, how bad is the pain...?

[Hah. The fact she nearly changes her mind is sweet, but not something he wants her to get in trouble over. Maybe that's why he simply grits his teeth and hefts his leg up onto the footrest for her to see it better.

He's totally oblivious to how this is yet another example of him bearing things on his own, yet her scrutiny is enough to make him feel ashamed for being so inept as to have gotten wounded like this. He never should've been caught unaware like he had been. But he'd been desperate to get to her...

Now that she's safe and doing better, he doesn't hide his concern for her, biting his lip while she examines him. So composed... A true doctor. He shouldn't have expected any less. He manages a smile at the praise, chuckling softly.]

It was a joint effort. [Both he and Bakugo had had the exact same thought when he went down. Thankfully there was no discussion necessary. Unlike now, where his care will require more detailed efforts.]

...Hiyori... [It hurt like hell, is what he wants to say. But he refuses to admit as much, for both their sakes. Instead, he leans into her touch, eyes fluttering closed as her cooler hand meets his slightly warmer head. A mild fever. Not surprising, really. Nodding, he smiles.]

I'd appreciate that. Maybe you can nurse me back to health~ [Always teasing, making light of the situation. Yet he gladly welcomes her into his arms as she leans in, one hand coming up to massage her back in gentle circles. Chuckling, he hums thoughtfully.]

I'd say right now... probably an eight or a nine. Hurt's like a bitch, if you'll excuse me saying so.

[ it would be worth getting in trouble over.

ineptness isn't what caused this. bad luck? maybe. having some tunnel vision? sure. a lot was going on. you could say hiyori getting kidnapped in the first place was inept of her. though, she's sure yato wouldn't.

joint effort - makes one wonder who was on the other side, burning up the skin. the lesser evil. having a fever is a little evil, though no less concerning. she takes the cool bottle of water and presses it to his neck and along his forehead. a mild fever isn't surprising when you're in 9/10 pain. her stomach lurches. that much? can she do ANYTHING right now besides march to the pharmacy?

still, he acts like it's not a 9/10. he's acting like it's a 5, at worst. and while he may be joking, hiyori nods at the tease. ] I will.

I'll make sure you're as well-cared for as possible. [ with pain meds or whatever. leg baths. she's serious about this. she can take the time off, it's fine. personal nurse. ]

I've heard you say worse. [ hiyori scoffs but keeps her voice light. ]

It'll take a while before the generic brand kicks in, but it could take the edge off a little. Bring you down to a six. Until I prescribe you something stronger. [ plans are already forming in her mind. there was a prescription pad in an office. she can use that. should she use her signature or try and fake a doctor's? how likely is it that she'll get caught? how long has it been an eight or nine? knowing yato, since it happened.

she glances at the water she's still pressing along his throat and face. ]

If only purified water would work.

Haha, now you're just making me nervous. I've done my fair share of fighting before but giant monsters are on a whole new level. Guess I better find some time in between planning this to dust off my skills.

[Not in his eyes - Hiyori is a doctor, she can't have her privileges being revoked due to trying to help him out. If anything, he'd just teleport in and snatch something himself.

Bad luck, definitely. They were facing a damn shapeshifting kaiju of all things, one that was able to move where its mouth was, and after attacking it, it bit back. Literally.

One day he'll get her to meet Bakugo - the kid's almost become a substitute guide for him, scolding him when necessary, keeping him focused... All the while being a surly not-friend. It's enough to make him smile slightly as the cool water is pressed to his skin, drawing out a relieved sigh as his eyes flutter shut. He really does just want to rest, but there's so much to do...

Her response gets a wider smile, one that's not at all teasing. Hiyori makes everything better simply by being present.] Thanks..

I appreciate it, Hiyori. You really are the best... [Even if all she does is help keep a cool cloth over his head, that would be enough for him. Leaning against her a little bit, he slouches back against the seat.]

True. Me and my foul mouth. Heh. [Nodding, he lets his hand seek out hers, fingers intertwining together while they sit there.]

I'd appreciate that, no lie. It's not the burning sensation that's rough so much as the throbbing ache, y'know? [Which is why he's trying to keep off the damn thing. If he could elevate it, that might help a little bit. But he's not about to bother Hiyori at work for something so simple. He'll live with the pain a little longer, even if it is making his head swim.

Her comment about purified water gets a snort from him.]

If only. I think I prefer fighting ayakashi to kaiju. Less hassle, less complicated, and they don't bite as hard.

[With their linked hands, he tugs her closer, hoping she lean against him despite how hot his body feels. Definitely a fever, though whether it's low grade or high is hard to tell. He definitely feels warm, though, his hand is surprisingly dry for him. Not at all clammy.]

sure!! i have it in my room or i can bring it to you whenever

Haha, sorry! They do simulation training here on base though, so you can try that out to get a feel for what it'll be like. I highly recommend it - I'd look up the Imugi first, since we fought two but one got away. Bastard could come back to haunt us...

Great! Whenever you have time is fine by me! I'm just chilling outside of organizing this thing.

Got it, will do.

Sounds like you guys have really been through the wringer. First escaped monsters, now cultists...it feels like they didn't mention any of this in the briefing when I got here.

it's one of the quieter months now, isn't it?

Thankfully, yeah. I hope it stays that way for a while. I'm beat!

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