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"Look out!" Laiko gasped, the words escaping his lips with less volume than he'd have liked. His bright green eyes widened as he saw the approaching car dart toward the girl with the speed of a bullet - her apparently oblivious to its rapidly approaching presence.
Without pausing to think, Laiko reacted upon the raw instinct that lingered in the back of his mind. It was always there... And at times like these, his instincts seemed to take over, and he acted without conscious thought.
Thus, Laiko dashed toward the road with a blast of speed and leaped in front of the car, shoving the girl roughly, and hoping that she had fallen out of harm's way.
Then, pain.
Something collided with him with such sheer force that he felt his legs knocked out from under him. He flew a short distance, then landed in a roll on the hard asphalt. He heard urgent voices nearby, tires screeching, doors slamming. He groaned softly, then his eyes rolled back in his head and everything went black.

Laiko lost consciousness for only a moment, then his handsome face twitched slightly, and his brilliant green eyes slowly slid open.

Laiko squinted against the light, then blinked to adjust his eyes as a shadow fell over him. He felt a soft touch on his shoulder, and slowly he began to get a grip on his bearings. As soon as he became aware of the girl's presence, Laiko attempted to shift himself into a sitting position - wincing slightly. "Note to self..." He muttered, "Jumping in front of cars: bad idea." He gave a weak laugh, which only caused him to wince again. He felt sore and tender all over, but thankfully he didn't think he'd really broken anything... Or so he hoped.
Laiko clambered unsteadily to his feet, brushing himself off with as much dignity as he could muster. "Sorry about that..." He murmured, glancing toward the girl with an unexpectedly unconcerned expression for one who had just been hit by a car. "Are you okay-" He broke off suddenly with a horrified gasp as he noticed the deep cut over her cheek. "What happened to your face?!" He exclaimed, completely forgetting that he was in pain as he leaped toward her, peering into her face. "You need to get a hospital or something." Laiko insisted, "I'd take you, but I don't know the way." He added unhelpfully, pausing a moment to glance around. The driver of the car was still hanging back in a flustered fashion. "We could ask him."Laiko suggested with a hopeful smile.

"Note to you or me?" I asked witha gentle giggle watching him calmly, remembering the cut Jake left me running my fingers through my hair only to find it matted with blood. Wincing as i touched it. "Cuts like these are part of my everyday life. Your the one who should be going to hospital." I told him gently before standing and offering him my blooded hand before wiping it in her now ripped jeans before offering it again

"Well..." Laiko began, frowning slightly, "To me, I suppose, since I just know I'll forget if I don't make a note." He shrugged helplessly, a slightly goofy grin on his face. "Well, running into things seems to have become part of my everyday life, so I guess that means neither of us are going into any hospital - and good riddance!" He added with a laugh. Laiko considered the hand she offered him for a moment, unsure as to how he was supposed to react. After a moment of useless thought, he simply shrugged off his contemplation and acted upon the first impulse that came to mind. He took her hand in a gentle grasp, bending his head to touch it to his lips. He released her hand again then, and gazed around with vague interest at his surroundings - seeming perfectly casual and unconcerned, clearly not aware that he had just done anything even slightly out of the ordinary. "You really should do something about that cut, though." He said suddenly, turning back to her with a slight concerned frown. "It looks nasty." He concluded, reaching tentatively toward her face, then hesitantly drawing his hand back.

"Oh, I see. Well, thanks for that." Laiko replied with a chuckle - still not seeming particularly ashamed of his actions, for he had no clue whatsoever that such greetings were generally considered inappropriate, or 'strange' to say the least.
Yet at the girl's next words, Laiko frowned and shook his head. "You don't take risks with infection." He stated in an uncharacteristically firm voice - the sternness in his tone not quite seeming serious beside the softness and gentility of his features. "Infection can get into the bloodstream, and that can lead to a generalised infection - which can make you very sick." He shook his head decisively. "No, I can't let you- Hey!" He broke off suddenly, noticing the subtle sparkle of light hitting a falling teardrop. "Hey..." He repeated gently. "What's up?" His tone was soft and kind, and his eyes glinted with concern and sympathy as he reached for her hand, his fingers wrapping tenderly around it in a comforting gesture.

Zora-
My gaze jerked to his as I was torn from my past memories but I didn't have chance to react as my finger tips rested on the cool metal of his watch. I closed my eyes nto wanting to look at him, see the dam threatening to over flow in my eyes but before I knew it... The images... I had to control it. Had to... I lost control. My body falling limp though my grip strong on his hand, on the watch
Darkness, a room...Pacing, steps a few people... The cold floor. Confusion, happiness... It made no sense, it was my saviour... I pushed deeper, controlling the images. A face, identical to his...A name... Lu..ke? A location.... Couldn't come to mind. The darkness, burn of the ropes... He was being held captive... I gasped before my eyelids fluttered. letting go of his hand. "I need to watch, do you have a place I could possibly try and find him? I have a feeling we don't have long left" I was talking in riddles, it made no sense... It wouldn't. I needed to know who 'Luke' was.

"Wha-" Laiko began as her grip on his hand tightened, but he could find no words. He winced slightly as her fingers pressed his watch into his skin.
Then, as suddenly as they had gripped him, her fingers released his hand, and Laiko drew it back to himself - rubbing it in a confused and bewildered fashion. Then she began saying something, and Laiko only felt his confusion deepening. "What- What on earth are you talking about...?" Laiko asked in bewildered disbelief, throwing up his shoulders in a hopeless shrug. What the hell was going on here...?

Laiko blinked at the girl in shock and confusion, extremely bewildered about the whole situation... But of course, he was gullible as they came, and could never question the truth in somebody's words - no matter how strange. "Well..." He began hesitantly, his voice gaining in confidence as he went on. "I've no idea who this 'Luke' is, or what's going on... But if somebody's in trouble - of course I'll do anything! Just tell me what to do." And with that, he slipped off the watch and gave it to her - hoping vaguely that he would be able to get it back. Precious few were the artifacts from his old life... He supposed it was comforting to know that there had been a 'before' - even if he did not remember it...

Laiko tilted his head slightly to one side in confusion at her question. "Of course I believe you." He replied simply, raising his shoulders in a shrug. "Why would you say it if it wasn't true?" He offered a vague smile, then took to gazing aimlessly around as the girl seemed to get lost in thought. He was still feeling incredibly sore from the car incident, and it was taking everything he had to hide it. He had to, though... He could not let the poor girl feel even slightly guilty - she had enough to deal with already without worrying about him. Besides, it was his fault - not hers - but if she was anything like him or even most of the people he knew, then she would feel guilty about it anyway if he was hurt through helping her... Even if it was his own choice.
he glanced quickly back at the girl as she spoke again - instantly regretting moving his head so fast as pain knifed up his neck. He watched her with slight concern as she pressed her hands over her eyes, then began rubbing her temples. She looked so exhausted, so stressed, so- A sudden squeal interrupted his thoughts, and Laiko lunged forward on an impulse, not even pausing to think. He grabbed the girl's shoulders protectively in a gentle grip, suddenly seeming a good few inches taller out of his sudden protective fury. When he realised what had happened, however, Laiko relaxed and stepped slightly away, leaving one hand resting gently on her shoulder as his bright green eyes searched her face. "Careful..." He scolded her gently, then added in a concerned tone "Are you okay?" Laiko continued to watch her, gnawing on his lip nervously. He couldn't stand to see anybody suffering...