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Eventually, the convulsions subsided that left his muscles aching: one of his hands would feel for his body: in areas were warm. Like they had been burned. It was confirmed when he felt near his shoulder: it was already beginning to blister and he knew it was going to leave a new set of scars.

"Obviously." Akira growled. As if he didn't KNOW that already. It boiled his blood. All the reasons he had been getting angry so recently were boiling over. He didn't get enough release. He wasn't as loud as he thought he was and there was no guarantee that she would hear it. 

"Don't make me use more than one tail." Akira stated loudly, and simply. It was a threat and a surrender at the same time. It was only half a threat: meaning that he would go back into a Jinchuuriki cloak if he needed to. He would push himself to a sitting position, to look at her through the wispy mist she had conjured. He would groan as he put a hand to his shoulder, and while he couldn't look at it he could feel the bone had split into two parts on the outside, and who knows how much on the inside? 

Her tone of voice nor command held any weight to the man who had been more than stoic in dealing with many higher ups in the past: no less than the Tsuchikage herself. His stubbornness had bred a streak from him. That didn't stop him from manoeuvring  himself to his feet while staring at her. He was wobbly, for sure. Right now, he had no intention to perform any techniques to the ninjutsu weilding - Taijutsu using Jonin. 

He saw himself bleeding, that his usually orange getup was marked in dirt and scuffs and rips and the bleeding red of blood. He wasn't in a very good state but be damned he be helped by her! He stood there, waiting for her response - which would determine him.

'Use it. Use the technique.' he thought to himself. He wanted to. Wanted to see how much anguish could be caused by his new technique. 

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I've had as much as I can tolerate

I'm sick and tired of waiting, I'm done, lost my patience...

As the younger male seemed to regain his control over his own body again, muttering something under his breath that Minako couldn't quite catch. Had it been her own subordinate, she would have asked what the hell was so secret that he couldn't share it with her. Tsk. 

The threat did no go unnoticed and the almost worried blue hues turned to steel as they gaze at the other. Eyes locked on the target in case he was going to make a move that could be hostile. Though, even looking at him could be dangerous with the genjutsu she had found herself in. Her brows knitted a little closer together as she attempted to move a little closer. He was not in good shape. A dead host was a free and dangerous chakra beast... 

"You are going to bleed out..." 

A fact. He couldn't make it far with bones stuck in him, if he pulled them out he would simply unplug the wound and have blood spurting everywhere. But was he rational enough to see sense? She didn't want a war with Iwagakure. 

"I have some training, I can patch you up, hope it hold till you can get some better help." 

Ironic? Just a bit. But if he agreed to let her approach she would and she'd inspect the impact sites. Giving his major bones a feel to make sure they weren't broken and needed a splint and setting. She would sight and start to tear pieces off of her pant leg to make makeshift bandages. She'd then push the bone from her pointer finger to make a small chain. It would take longer than usual, but once it was done she'd tie it around his thigh above where the bone was protruding. As she worked the bone out she would grow a small needle from her hand, still in need of thread she would filter a very thin and malleable string of bone and then started to close the wound before wrapping a bandage around it. She would keep working, her gaze focused, a sheen of sweat on her body as she felt her chakra and concentration starting to run low.  

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It didn't look as though anybody was going to jump out and help him. They were perhaps watching still. Or even more perhaps, there wasn't anybody watching and Akira was on his own.

Perhaps. But Akira had willpower to carry on! That wouldn't stop him from moving. "Yeah... well.." Akira began to turn and tried to begin walking but found himself found himself on the ground, the world around him had disorientated him as he tried to turn. The blood had passed three pints of bleeding and it was starting to show. There was little anger to be had when there was confusion 

Akira held a kunai in his hand that he had managed to fumble out of his armaments, pointing it towards her direction - as if holding it would hold an actual threat back while she spoke. His silence would likely give her cause to move toward him further and some little inspection would tell that he had passed out.

He was in between light and dark as he opened his eyes, and that the woman was actually tending to his wounds. There was too much confusion and his body disobeying him to do anything about it though, and then darkness would welcome him again. Even in times of pain, it felt a bit numb for most of it except when his body jutted and responded to her in-field medical work.

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Since the jinchuuriki didn't reply and the weakly held kunai provided nothing but the pinprick of a needle if he decided to use it, she advanced towards him and patched up what she could. She was no healer, but she could make sure he didn't die for a few days at least. She didn't take great care though, this boy had still had the audacity to provoke her and had every intention to crush her. The only thing driving her to stay and offer her help was the standing alliance with Iwagakure and the fact that she was, in no way, equipped to face off against a bijuu. [break][break]
Minako wiped her brow and sighed as she tied off a thread. She had blood up to her elbows and she dug into her small pouch for the single blood pill she had with her. A few glances between the unconscious by and the pill as she considered not giving it to him. How fast did a Jinchuuriki recover? Did they even heal or did the beast inside them simply come out to bring a power boost to its host? "Tch..."
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"Hey! Kid! You need to chew on this"
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She pressed the pill to his lips and would eventually press a thumb and two fingers on either side of his jaw to pry it open if he refused. It would mark the final bit of her aid and she would wipe her hands in her pants as she stood.

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Akira was fading in and out of consciousness: and felt like he had been taking drugs. It was enough to be worried about, since the blood had caked the area around him. She would not be getting through to him this way. So she slapped him. It was an honest response. Akira blinked a few times and got brought back into the realm of the cognizant. 

Akira did not accept the help readily for what he could with - his hazy mind could barely deduce that she was trying to help for the fact that he was being bandaged. He would hesitantly accept the pill - it had been his first time accepting one. He had never needed one until today. "Mmn." Akira was woozy and grunted as a response and chewing it down. The effect was almost instant, like he had just taken a drink and it was filling him with warmth. Not that he initially figured it was his warm blood being rejuvenated inside his body. It would not provide anything  

He actually had once before. But he was barely in and out of consciousness to ever remember it; when he was just a Genin and in a team of friends and before he'd blown them to bits by not paying attention. 

He laid his head back, wondering why his life hadn't been ended. Because she was a allied shinobi? Because he was? Most likely. She had gone in to maim him, or at least Akira took it as that. He had intended to do the same if not much worse, and if severe enough: to mentally scar her as some of his techniques were designed to do. 

But alas, he laid in a battlefield of their own design focusing on his breathing while he evaluated the situation at hand. He put the Kunai down: down, but not out of sight. He would lay there, contemplating his thoughts like a bad drunk whose sobriety was returning. His pride ineffective at helping him figure out what went wrong. It was the mist, obviously. 

He 

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[attr="class","nextlifeWords"][break][break][break][break]Blue eyes watched the patched up Iwagakure shinobi as she considered if a younger self would have been disappointed in her. After all, an enemy was an enemy. He had provoked her and gotten what he asked for. She too had overstepped, but that wasn't on her mind. The thought of bringing the wounded with her occurred, certainly she couldn't bring him to Kirigakure, lest the allied Tsuchikage would take it as an attack on her and her village. No that was out of the question. But perhaps... Perhaps she could stop the avalanche of anger Shin would release if she at least brought the stranger to a village capable of treating his wounds more than she was. She might have looked like a lion contemplating whether or not she should devour the wounded enemy at her feet, although it was not that, which she was contemplating, the tone of her gaze was far from kind nor was empathy found.[break][break]
With a sight she would crouch back down and hoist the dead weight up on her back, a hand firmly grasping his kunai wielding one. She didn't need to lose an eye for this. If he didn't struggle too much he would find himself on her back, while it would have been more ideal to carry the other in her arms, she feared she might not get far with him dragging her down, at least this way she could support them both with her legs rather than relying solely on her arms' endurance. [break][break]"Don't stab me in the back, you'll gain nothing from it..."

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Since the battle had concluded, at least the woman had patched him up for now. Akira wondered why nobody else had intervened, so as he had been expecting them to. Then he would get a stern telling off later, but apparently nobody was there and so he'd been allowed to get his ass kicked.

His consciousness was returning to him by the minute as the blood pill was doing its work: warmth returning to his skin and wooziness returning as the varying stages of blood loss were being replenished. Akira didn't fight back too much as he was lifted up - the battlefield returning to him. It still looked relatively the same, with a few select things now in the battlefield that hadn't existed there before. Akira would get the first clear look at what he had done himself from the dome that had exploded from his effort. It was bone, one hundred percent.

He was pulled back from his thinking when the woman spoke. His breathing was from being tired, but he did manage to reply. "Not that it would help.... with whatever's under your skin..." Akira had seen it clearly. Like an under armour beneath her skin. While he could naturally deduce it was bone, since that had been the thematic use of techniques she had used - but he couldn't know for certain without getting up close to view it properly.

"...put me down..." Akira would be fine-ish to walk. He hoped she did, but he ultimately wouldn't resist or try to shirk her off him if she declined.

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She bent slightly in her knees letting the jinchuriki down and turned around a claw stuck in his shoulder as she scanned his face, mostly to check the human was still there and it wasn't a beast trying to get her to let the host down so he could collapse and die from his wounds, releasing the beast in the end. The other reason... She wanted to remember the lad's face so if she ever was to meet him again, on friendlier terms or on the battlefield, she would be able to point out the massive weapon sporting the title of jinchuriki. Narrow blue eyes withdrew from the lad as she turned. A short wave of her hand and that was it. She had no reason to bid the other farewell. He would have t chase after her if he realized he had doomed himself to death by blood loss. 

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Akira got his wish. He was let down, and would fall flat on his ass with a grunt. He felt light in his head. He got to stare directly at the woman as she inspected him, likely seeing that he was fit enough for himself. Akira would not feel right enough to stand up from his current position and all manner of things were hurting right now. He wouldn't move as she stared - and finally left. Akira was too prideful to allow such help, and was not healthy to bring himself to his feet as he has first initially thought. He would crawl around until he was on all fours, on his knees, up and finally standing. Like a roller-coaster, his head still felt light. A blood pill had done enough to return his consciousness, but it had not done enough as to relieve him of his wounds.

"Where is...?" The village? Which direction had it gone again? Akira would look around, trying to retrace his steps slowly, moving back to the battlefield where they had come from - seeing where the battle had taken place gave him perspective as how it looked from as they moved direction. He saw the bone whip on the ground. 'Cool.' Even feeling like death, still managed to get an eye for it. But it gave him the direction again.

Some ten minutes later, Akira found himself at their initial place: but only by this time he was at a morbid shuffle. There was no fat man this time, but caravans coming by, for Akira to let his legs fall from beneath him and up against the wall. He would be found and given proper medical attention, but not from a Shinobi. That would cost him, because when one had come along - Akira had spent the day laying in a makeshift futon made out of random household items and an uncomfortable blanket over the top of it.

He'd tried getting up but was held down firmly by a Shinobi for his effort, told to quieten the fuck down and fall asleep again. The next day he felt like shit, had new scars but wasn't going to die. Maybe a few infections, but there was no way to tell what would come from being stabbed by the bones of someone else. Not good, he'd imagined.

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