[The next time Hizamaru walks through a door, he'll find himself tripping and falling into an entirely new location. Specifically — an empty hospital wing, devoid of all signs of life save for the steady beeping of a heart monitor in the distance. It looks like the only way to go is down the corridor, but Hizamaru won't have to walk for too long before he stumbles across the only open room in the entire hallway.
... In fact, he won't even have to go in. Carlos is waiting for him right outside of the room. He lifts a hand in greeting once he sees him.]
Hey. [Just gonna ignore the fact he saw his dick, hewwo.] How can I help?
Wow, can't say he's ever been in a hospital. This is fine. He wanders down the corridor since there is little where else to go, until he runs into Carlos. Whew.]
Carlos-san... Hello. [Just pretend there was no dick.] I wanted to speak to you to see... if you could give Prompto-san a message.
[Now that he's here, now that he has a "depends" at least, he's... not sure what to say. There's a lot, and yet, he doesn't want to give Carlos a monologue, and he doesn't want to waste time.]
Tell him... [A pause, thoughtful.] That I'm okay. And... I'll see him again at the end. Oh...
Nightwing-san said I should ask you... if it was possible to give Prompto a gift.
[Before Carlos even finishes, he's shaking his head dismissively.]
That's okay. Nightwing-san said... to just try. Thank you for accepting the message. [Again, he pauses, glancing down and then back up.] If you are... able to deliver two, will you also tell Monika-san that I'm sorry?
[For a moment, he considers what his brother has said.]
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w2, monday.
... In fact, he won't even have to go in. Carlos is waiting for him right outside of the room. He lifts a hand in greeting once he sees him.]
Hey. [Just gonna ignore the fact he saw his dick, hewwo.] How can I help?
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Wow, can't say he's ever been in a hospital. This is fine. He wanders down the corridor since there is little where else to go, until he runs into Carlos. Whew.]
Carlos-san... Hello. [Just pretend there was no dick.] I wanted to speak to you to see... if you could give Prompto-san a message.
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Carlos hums, his smile dropping a little. It's not like he's surprised that this is his request, but...]
... Depends. [Quietly. He's not making any promises, man.] What's the message?
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Tell him... [A pause, thoughtful.] That I'm okay. And... I'll see him again at the end. Oh...
Nightwing-san said I should ask you... if it was possible to give Prompto a gift.
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He gives him a sympathetic look.]
Sorry, I'm restricted in what I can take with me to the other side. A short message like that should make it through though.
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That's okay. Nightwing-san said... to just try. Thank you for accepting the message. [Again, he pauses, glancing down and then back up.] If you are... able to deliver two, will you also tell Monika-san that I'm sorry?
[For a moment, he considers what his brother has said.]
If sex is the price, I... will do it.
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but instead ends up making an itty, bitty choked sound.]
—I'm just delivering a short message. [HIZA??] You don't need to have sex with me unless you, uh... want to for another reason.
[carlos, hiding his sex wallet: please stop trying to pay me i can do this for FREE]
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Oh. [Some wires got crossed maybe.] I don't mind paying the price of sending messages if there is one. But thank you, Carlos-san.
Did you... want me to have sex with you?
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You're welcome. Just, uh... Don't offer to have sex with someone unless you want to have sex with them alright?
[that's his final answer just take it hiza]