"Hurry up! Hurry up! Don't dawdle now, careful careful! Gods.." when they finally both got Jinai in the place, his eyes went across her, noticing sweat, the eye dilated, the fever, the foam...
"What the hell did she take? One of her own damn poisons?!" he couldn't believe it and helped Tenran lift Jinai onto a cold, wooden bed. He looked her over, felt for a pulse, listening to her raspy breathing before slapping her hard suddenly as the woman came around hands out, shaking as she blinked.
"M-mursh!?" she hadn't realized much on what was going on aside from the pain, and the man was quick to her side, lovingly holding her hand in his large one and sweeping tenderly back her blonde hair.
"Yes, it's Old Mursh now. I'm here for ya, lass. Like always." he gave her hand a squeeze and she lifted a hand, reaching out for him, only to have her eyes roll back. His face quickly fell, he shook her.
"What did she take!?" he barked, looking desperately to Tenran- but it was Jinai who muttered the answer.-
"I.. I accidently took the moon potion- like- half the damn bottle-" she coughed, smiling even though she was sputtering, more foam still coming down her cheeks from her gasping mouth as her body continued to move and jolt against her will.
His eyes flickered wildly.
"Gods be damned!" he slammed a heavy fist into a nearby shelf, breaking nearly half hte items on it before he turned to Tenran.
"We've got to cut her and bleed her good. Fetch me those ropes over there. And we've got to get her the antidote and state. Gods.. Jinai, how could you be so foolish?" He shook his head then growled. "Come on, man! hurry! We've got to bind her down fast! There isn't much time!"
Jinai only laughed, but was lost again, eyes rolling back, breathing becoming shorter.
"At least if I die, it was a good lay."
Mursh grunted, blushing at her comment.
"Gods, Jinai, even on death's bed you make a joke!" though he smiled inspite of himself and motioned to Tenran to help him bind her down, then was quick to get out a knife and sighed.
"You, there, fetch those wooden bowls and place them where the blood drops. I'll.. I'll work at cutting her wrists."
Then he moved around the table, wincing every time he slashed long ways down her wrists and watched as the blood poured out, shaking his head and brushing back the sweat on his forehead as he moved to do this on both wrists.
"She'll need to bleed for a while, but I need to get her to eat the antidote.."
then as he went about fetchin gup a bottle, he paused nad had to ask.. with one curious raise of his brow-
"Say, you weren't her good last lay were you?" he eyed up Tenran, noticing the brace, then to his face with a smirk. "Just curious is all lad. You go ta name? It's good to see she's got a good friend to drag her sorry ass to me when she tries to kill herself." he shook his head. "Though I still can't believe she'd mistake any of her potions. She's a prideful one, that she is." he popped open the bottle and moved before her sighing.
"Now you might punch me later for this but..." he moved down, pinched JInai's nose closed then forced the bottle in her teeth. The woman fougt it fiercely, but she eventually downed the whole thing before the man stepped away, and soon the woman was vomitting to the side- even projecting some onto both of the men.
Mursh moved to slowly wipe it from his beard, turning to Tenran with a smirk.
"They never said bleeding otu the poisons was a pretty job." he grabbed a towel, tossing it at Tenran. "Hurry upa d clean up, I'll be needing your help to get her off that table once we're through."