[ Keeping him conscious was an easier task than she thought it would be. Sasuke always seemed to not want to talk but right now he was saying more than she could bring herself to say. In the meantime, she would mentally steel herself for helping Sasuke through whatever it was he had gotten himself into. ]
Fired..? [ It slips out before she bites her tongue, afraid to speak on it further. His job. Something must have happened and in turn they must have tried to hurt him? Unsurprising but it did make her blood boil a bit. ]
Hold on, I'm here.
[ Sakura doesn't waste time with cutting the call, leaving that to him as she jumps down into the alley to join him, first aid kid in hand. ]
[ Talking is a distraction from the pain, and trying to concentrate on words keeps him awake. It's nowhere near like when Madara had stabbed him, but that had been lethal and he's pretty sure this isn't. It just feels like it is.
When he hears the sound of her feet hitting the ground nearby, he lifts his head, attempting to focus on her figure before making an attempt to stand. Even now, he's still forcing himself to speak, because it's keeping his mind off of everything else. ]
I got... [ A hiss of breath as the movement pulls at injuries he doesn't understand how he got. What the hell did they hit him with? ] ...sick of going to the pleasure district... but he refused to meet elsewhere, so I killed him. [ Okay, there may have been an argument that turned into a fight, but the outcome was the same. ] Apparently they didn't like that.
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Fired..? [ It slips out before she bites her tongue, afraid to speak on it further. His job. Something must have happened and in turn they must have tried to hurt him? Unsurprising but it did make her blood boil a bit. ]
Hold on, I'm here.
[ Sakura doesn't waste time with cutting the call, leaving that to him as she jumps down into the alley to join him, first aid kid in hand. ]
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When he hears the sound of her feet hitting the ground nearby, he lifts his head, attempting to focus on her figure before making an attempt to stand. Even now, he's still forcing himself to speak, because it's keeping his mind off of everything else. ]
I got... [ A hiss of breath as the movement pulls at injuries he doesn't understand how he got. What the hell did they hit him with? ] ...sick of going to the pleasure district... but he refused to meet elsewhere, so I killed him. [ Okay, there may have been an argument that turned into a fight, but the outcome was the same. ] Apparently they didn't like that.