[Takatora did his best to hush Mitsuzane and sway him from doing anything more to potentially endanger himself. He could die? Just that easily, that quickly? Everything had been normal before the collision. How was it fair that his precious brother could disappear so easily?
Before unfastening Mitsuzane, Takatora knew he had to put himself in a better position. Carefully, he released his hold on the seat and lowered himself to crouch on the interior roof of the car. It didn't take much time at all for him to asses Mitsuzane's injuries and yes, now he could tell how bad things were, but he at least knew where to not touch him.
Settling in to support Mitsuzane's body in the event that he slipped, Takatora reached up to unfasten the seatbelt. Of course, it wasn't budging at first. Setting his jaw, Takatora kept a gentle hold on Mitsuzane's body as he twisted the metal in his hand and pulled, forcing it apart. In an instant, both hands were on his brother again as he tried his best to follow Ryouma's instructions, laying Mitsuzane where he wouldn't further injure himself.
For now, just in case anything else decided to shift, Takatora placed himself over Mitsuzane again, staring down at him and watching him with a look of concern. The more time that passed, the more Takatora was concerned not only for his brother's condition, but his own as well. He could feel his own processes trying to cover for any damage he had sustained. With his right hand, Takatora reached up and messed with the spot on the back of his head, shutting a few unnecessary processes down by force. Takatora knew there would be potential consequences later, but right now he needed all of his resources focused on movement, strength, his remaining sight, his communication channel, and anything that would keep him interacting with Mitsuzane.]
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[Takatora did his best to hush Mitsuzane and sway him from doing anything more to potentially endanger himself. He could die? Just that easily, that quickly? Everything had been normal before the collision. How was it fair that his precious brother could disappear so easily?
Before unfastening Mitsuzane, Takatora knew he had to put himself in a better position. Carefully, he released his hold on the seat and lowered himself to crouch on the interior roof of the car. It didn't take much time at all for him to asses Mitsuzane's injuries and yes, now he could tell how bad things were, but he at least knew where to not touch him.
Settling in to support Mitsuzane's body in the event that he slipped, Takatora reached up to unfasten the seatbelt. Of course, it wasn't budging at first. Setting his jaw, Takatora kept a gentle hold on Mitsuzane's body as he twisted the metal in his hand and pulled, forcing it apart. In an instant, both hands were on his brother again as he tried his best to follow Ryouma's instructions, laying Mitsuzane where he wouldn't further injure himself.
For now, just in case anything else decided to shift, Takatora placed himself over Mitsuzane again, staring down at him and watching him with a look of concern. The more time that passed, the more Takatora was concerned not only for his brother's condition, but his own as well. He could feel his own processes trying to cover for any damage he had sustained. With his right hand, Takatora reached up and messed with the spot on the back of his head, shutting a few unnecessary processes down by force. Takatora knew there would be potential consequences later, but right now he needed all of his resources focused on movement, strength, his remaining sight, his communication channel, and anything that would keep him interacting with Mitsuzane.]
How much longer?