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[nicotinized]

The first thing Toshi was aware of, in a vague, almost-still-asleep sort of way, was that he was uncomfortable. He shifted, hoping it would be more comfortable and he could slip back into the embrace of sleep. Instead, it sent a spike of pain through him and he was far more decidedly awake, much to his misfortune. He still hurt, and he could actually remember why. Some inconsiderate asshole had shot him. And even if he'd missed the most important bits - heart, lungs, major arteries - getting shot still hurt like hell.

He tried to shift again, and gave up with a hiss of pain. "Fuck."

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[inexecution]

Souji had been sort of lurking around--the apartment was small enough that he was always within earshot without having to be in the same room--but as soon as he heard Hijikata trying to move, he poked his head into the room, a look of concern on his face.

"I don't think you should try moving." Not that he thought there was any danger of Hijikata actually accomplishing much of that. "I can get more painkillers, if you want."