saturday evening

[heroizes]

[ So after an interesting run-in with Rhys, Jack is heading back to... His room, he guesses. He honestly isn't 100% set on just where he's going, because so long as it was from away from that batshit crazy asshole? Way better.

After all, the sign of that is quite physical at the moment. He has a towel pressed up to his face gingerly, and it's stained with some blood, though the blood flow has largely slowed from his broken nose. And, you know, he's also not wearing a shirt, because he was going to shower, but then someone went yandere. Rude.

He decides that he'll at least wait until it stops bleeding before heading back to the room and potentially having to deal with some weird questions, so he's more or less hanging out in the atrium, bleeding and shirtless. This is definitely not the kind of impression that Jack likes to go for, and yet he's never so lucky.

When Sakyou appears, Jack stands up a bit straighter, almost defensively, but it's brief. Instead, he just raises a hand and tries to be as casual as possible. ]

Oh- Hey, Sakyou. 'Sup.

[ This, of course, is muffled through a towel and through blood. He's the coolest. ]

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[modissty]

[OKAY WELL, SEE, the thing about "casual" is that it doesn't work super well when you're bleeding all over the place?! Even Sakyou, who has seen his fair share of blood, is reasonably alarmed.]

—What happened to you?

[Yes hi hello, that too. BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY!!!

He'll even ditch his current task to deal with this, which is a big deal considering he's trying to trick Kei into the bathroom so he'll actually shower and not be stinky.]