▬ ⌬ ، ⋆ ▃ ✨ ⊹ ,  ̄ @videtamare ✧: it's easy to learn when you have so many /reckless people/ in your family, [ kelly notes with a snide remark, careful not to ruin the stitching. he'd spent what felt like hours sewing their wounds together, needle & thread in - between calloused fingers, treating the lacerations he saw coming before they'd made themselves manifest. he remembers the vision ── figured that lucky would be on another one of their jobs for it to happen ── but regardless of his minimal dislike toward them ( & their supposedly /heroic/ acts ), kelly had found his way into the forest he saw them traverse through, hoping that what he'd seen hadn't occurred already. ( if anyone's going to kill them, it'll be me. ) but it did, much to his discontent. & that's how he ended up in t.r.u.s headquarters, patching them up on one of the spare operation tables. distantly, he wondered how many times the vigilante team ended up severely injured to even need that many tables in the first place, but the thought was soon dismissed as he finished stitching the last cut together, praying that it'd last long enough for them to get decent enough rest. ] but i suppose it does take a lot of tlc to actively be a “villain” when the heroes are always beating you down .. ( do you even consider me to be a villain? ) but that's a topic for another time ─ i'm done ─ you're welcome. ( . . . ) just make sure you rest. i want to see a healthy lucky joier the next time i fight you, mmkay?