Sinners and beggars don't play a part here

[toremainbehind]

[Auctions.

Izumo hated those with a passion, and his family coming and forcing him to partake in one is enough to raise his shackles. It's inhuman to sell people for entertainment, especially ones experimented on to be used as fighters.

He's lost his taste for them quickly the moment his family has decided to use Mikoto, his best friend, as one of the earlier models. Reining in his best friend was easy at first until he's gone control, forcing Izumo to submit control over to Totsuka. While it hurts, Izumo can trust Totsuka to care for Mikoto, allowing them to stay in his house so that Izumo can find a way to reverse whatever's been done.

Nothing's worked out so far, though.

Izumo ignores the excited chatter as he makes his way through the crowd, his disgust for it evident on his face.

"It'll be okay, it'll be okay!" Totsuka's voice rang in his ear as Izumo presses his phone against it. "King and I are fine--so will everything else. Don't worry too much."

Izumo has to hold back an urge to sigh, ending the call after Totsuka promises him to give him an update on Mikoto's condition.

He idly listens to the seller list off the 'products' when Izumo's eye catches sight of a young blond man.

Still in his teens, but looks as if he's seen through enough fights in his life.

Izumo frowns, interest piqued, and he makes his way to the front.

His family wants him to get something? Fine. But it'll be on his own terms, and he's not going to allow anyone to touch what belongs to him and tell him what he should do with whomever he decides to 'purchase'.]

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[redstray]

[ Eric watches as a fighter shows up, tensing and frowning at him. He'll wait for any orders before acting. Another fight, seems simple enough. He wondered if he could hold off against an origins family fighter, they would have the best ones..right?]

[toremainbehind]

[A quick study.

Izumo recognizes him and he breathes out, glancing at Eric.]

You're to fight. Avoid killing, though.

[redstray]

Understood.

[ Eric walks away and in front of his master, watching as the fighter approached him.

It took a fee moments and a few cheers and heckling before the other ran to him. Eric put up his stance and charged as well.]

[toremainbehind]

[Izumo stands off to the side, watching.

His jaw clenches as he hears his brothers making bets as to which one will win.

Eyes glancing over at them, he merely sends them a glare before he looks back at the fight.]

[redstray]

[ This was something Eric knew. This was whay he could do, and do well.

And this guy wasn't as hard as Mikoto.

Eric went into robotic mode, fighting, dodging, reading where the guy was going to strike. It doesn't take long, but the other fighter landed heavily on his back after a hard spin kick, too battered to get back up .

Eric resumed a casual stance, giving a small bow before standing in place, waiting for additional orders.]

[toremainbehind]

[There are some sounds of disappointment, but Izumo doesn't care.

While he hates it, he can't deny how proud he feels of Eric.]

That's fine, isn't it?

[Grumbling sounds before the patriarch claps his hands together, drawing their attention.

"Now that we've all managed to entertain ourselves - Izumo, come with me. Your fighter can accompany ours to their designated room in the meantime."]

[redstray]

[ Eric nods to those words. MNy fighters had a room to stay in when they weren't needed. That was something he waa also used to.

Still, he looked to Kusanagi, waiting for the dissmissive order. ]

[toremainbehind]

...You're free to go along with him.

[He's not happy with it, but he can't outright disobey the rules here.

Here, Izumo is under his own lock and chain.]

[redstray]

Understood.

[ Eric waits for the other to stand, and follows the fighter to where the room was. There wasn't a lot in the room, nothing compared to the rest of the place, but enough comfort to get by.

The fighter directed him to a spot he could sit and wait and Eric took it with a small nod of thanks. He drew his legs up to his chest and patiently waited for his master to get him. ]

[toremainbehind]

[It may take a few minutes before Izumo comes to fetch him, but.

But Izumo hates being in his family house, being both scolded and reining in his newest 'purchase', so to speak. He really hated being there, especially with the fact that it was his particular research that helped in forming the world the way it was now.

It's earned him a few hits and lectures because Izumo doesn't try to hide his disdain, the way he would frown in disappointment in response to his parents' subtle words of threat that if Izumo doesn't actuvely participate in their next 'outing', he would receive punishment.

So by the time Izumo fetches Eric, there's a fresh stain of blood on his shoulder from where his father had allowed his fighter to punish Izumo in his stead.]

[redstray]

[ Eric stands when the door opens and immediately walked over to him when he saw that red on his master. ]

You're hurt.

[ That wasn't good, part of a fighters duty was to protect their owners. If he hadn't been able to do that, that looked bad on him as well. He shouldn't allow that to happen. ]

Should I find and kill them?

[toremainbehind]

No, it's fine.

[Even if the wound still hurts.

He understands that it's a fighter's duty to protect their owners, but this was always the exception.

If an original injures another original in terms of punishment, then there was nothing anyone can do.]

It was simply my punishment.

[redstray]

Punishment? For what?

[ Was it because he had won the fight? Or had other factors played a part? Even though he had barely known this guy for 24 hours, it still didn't sit well with him, knowing that someone hurt his master and he coupdn't do anything. ]

[toremainbehind]

Information that I cannot divulge, but my family isn't particularly fond of me right now.

[A gesture to follow.]

Though, if you don't mind, I'd appreciate if you help me bandage this.

[redstray]

Of course.

[ He jumps over to him and follows along. ]

Do you have anything to bandage it with?

[toremainbehind]

There's a medical room that we can use.

[Well, Izumo says medical, but it's really just an extra room he had fashioned himself and kept closed off from the rest of his family.

It doesn't take too long to get there, and once Eric comes in, he closes the door and locks it. The room itself seems fairly cleaned and sanitized, fashioned with a chair, a patient's lounge, and various cabinets containing bandages, IVs, needles, and whatever else is necessary.]

[redstray]

[ He follows along, looking in the room before going in and searching for some gauze and bandages to wrap up the injury. But first he also needed to clean it, right?

Finding all that he was looking for, he places it all on one of the tables near a chair ]

Is there anything else?

[toremainbehind]

My back.

[He takes a seat and takes off his shirt, though he's careful to remove the sleeve from where the blood is caked on.

It's still bleeding, a fresh wound, and with Eric experienced in fighting as he is, he might notice how deep it looks.]

It might require some stitches.

[redstray]

[ Luckily Eric's previous owner had taught him medical training, so that he can take care of his own wounds and in case his owner got hurt as well. It was an almost requirement for fighters to learn it at least.

He starts to clean the arm first, while looking over the deep cut on his back. ]

I've only done stitches once before, they might hurt. It's only deep in a certain part, so not too many are needed.

[toremainbehind]

That's fine. It's nothing I can't handle.

[Izumo's patient, taking out a cigarette with his free arm and biting the end of it.

He tilts his head as he watches Eric work.]

[redstray]

If you're sure.

[ He finishes up with the arm, wrapping it nice and neatly. He gathers the supplies needed to do stitching, frowning in thought. ]

I'll get started then...

[ It only took a couple of minutes but, six stitches were made in Kusanagi's skin as quickly and nicely as he could must, the rest receiving medical tape and bandages. ]

Might be better..to get someone else to check it out after...

[toremainbehind]

Mn.

[Experimentally, he rolls his bandaged arm, a faint grimace on his face.

Not bad; Eric has bandaged it nicely. Not as professionally, perhaps, but still pretty good.]

I'll have it checked out when we're home. I don't trust going to a doctor. [At least at home, he can personally request Seri to check him.

Or Munakata, but that man has too many screws loose that Izumo doesn't want to deal with him on a daily basis.]

But you did good.

[redstray]

[ He shrugs, eyeing how Kusanagi moved, before standing up and finding some painkillers.]

My previous owner made me required to learn such things. He didn't want to have to pay for healing my injuries. Ones that I could do to myself at any rate.

[ Finding some, he hands Kusanagi the bottle, if he wants to take them. ]

[toremainbehind]

It's a useful skill, regardless of who [or what] you are.

[But he takes the painkillers with a nod of thanks and takes out a couple.

Popping them into his mouth, he dry swallows them.]

[redstray]

It has come in handy.

[ To say he has saved his own life a couple of times knowing it would be an understatement. He only recalls a handful if times he has seen a doctor.

At any rate, Eric stands, tilting his head.]

What is it that you want to do?