Week 4: Tuesday

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[Oh god there really isn't that much she can do about him.

... But Akechi cares about him a lot too. Ugh... God! She doesn't want to deal with this!! Akechi and their angel daughter would probably want her to do something.

So she does, dragging him away from the kitchen, somewhere quiet where they won't be disturbed.]

Hey!! Can you hear me?

[No chance of that, his heart stopped.]

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[HE CAN'T HEAR A THING.

But, he looks rather beautiful and peaceful while unconscious and nearing death.]

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[This is a fucking disaster. Part of her would just leave him like that, but after their adventure with their daughter...

She starts singing, quietly and entirely off key. The important thing is, whatever wound caused this will heal. But Eichi definitely won't remember how or who healed him.]

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[Eichi rises in offense at the off-key singing—

Just kidding, his heart still isn't beating. How many minutes does she try to keep singing?]

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[Damn, if only it worked.

She'll do it for two minutes before checking on him again. And then considering, maybe, slapping him across the face.]

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[He's going to be in so much pain if he's not dead?? His heart still isn't doing a thing after two minutes. Her touching song was useless.]

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[Listen Dragon said no murders this week! That means nobody is allowed to die, okay? Or something.]

Eichi, you can't die, what's Akechi supposed to do without you...! We raised a kid together, don't make me into a widow? Fuck, is that even right? We didn't get married.

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[Seconds are ticking by with nothing. He can't hear a thing, he can't register a thing, and there's nothing, all the way to the three minute total mark. Will Rebecca give up, or keep trying?]

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[She'll keep on trying and... unfortunately her next idea is literally just slap him.]

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[Oh my god. Thanks... the slap does nothing.

It's not until four minutes, no matter what she does, that his heart starts with a loud thump in his chest and he's gasping for breath... and apparently in a lot of pain, though he doesn't have the energy to move much, yet.]

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[L...Listen, she's trying to be a good person. It's very hard for her.]

Eichi?

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W-where... am I...?

[Eichi groans out the response after a minute, but when he shifts to try and move, he gasps out in pain, holding himself. All that dragging was a little rough, and so was dying for four minutes!]

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We're in the dining room.

[Since it's a weird time of day where nobody would be eating there.]

What was that?

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What was what? I don't...

[It's a miracle he doesn't have brain damage from that long without a heartbeat. He tries to sit up, sore and reaching for his burning face. The slap mark is probably clear as day right now.]

Everything's quite fuzzy, and it hurts...

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Your heart stopped for like four whole minutes?

Yeah, um. I panicked.

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It stopped...

[That's horrifying, and his heart is aching now, at the thought, at the way it had been unmoving for so long. He holds back a groan and touches his head, instead.]

I hate to admit this, but I don't feel very good at all...

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Uh, that might be the bruises and the heart stopping?

Has that happened before?

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No. I've had close calls, but it's never fully stopped before. I think.

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You think? Was it because of the ice in the kitchen? You said you didn't like the cold, right?

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I really can't recall a thing about being in the kitchen.

[He doesn't know!!]

The cold does make me feel weak, but it's never caused my heart to stop.

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... Just... how ill are you, kiddo?

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I've been told since I was born that I may only have a few months to live. It's that sort of thing. I do have a weak heart, but...

[For it to STOP?]

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[BOY]

You've made it to... high... school?

[She squints at him. Actually, she doesn't remember how old he is.]