[Video/Voice] Backdated to late morning of the 13th

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[The view is nothing but the sky. The rain that falls on it. Blood staining the entire side of the camera.

The voice is shrill. Frantic. Trembling and pained.]

Suh - Somebody – I n-need a healer by the back of the Battle Dome right now! Asch is - hkgh -

[Then there's quiet muttering, as if he's speaking in a whisper to someone else. A whisper that cuts off for a moment, then turns into a hurt sound.

And then nothing else.]


((ooc: Aftermath of this. Rapunzel is chronologically first, but anyone can reply whenever they like /o/))

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[There isn't a response to that. Just labored, shaky breathing, and the sound of rain.

Luke isn't paying attention to any of the voices. He only focuses on his healing, and how he feels weaker by the second.]

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Right. Okay. The motionless one - that's where most of the blood was coming from. Ondorus hurries over and kneels down, reaching out and touching what looks like a point beside a major wound. His fingertips glow for a moment -

.....(oh.)


He glances to the side, quickly examining the conscious young man, then murmurs something like "stay still" in a calming tone before doing the same to his wound. The healing is slow and caps off before too long, but starts from the inside and works out.]

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[The glow in Luke's hand keeps flickering, only for him to twitch and try again, barely even noticing when his hand drifts away from the wound all together. Everything is dull and muddled - whoever else is there isn't getting any attention at all.

It's only when he can physically feel his own wound start to heal that he snaps out of it enough to stare up at the closest person, the person he assumes is trying to heal him, the one who doesn't need it, the unimportant one.]

Nnn - NO! Don't - hhh-he needs...

[For a moment his hand grasps as his original's shirt, near the wound. Help him. Don't help Luke. Help Asch.]

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[Ondorus shakes his head, but puts his hand back on Asch anyway, a soft glow now emanating from both of his hands. But healing can't help the dead...]

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[And Luke's own hand glows again, though he cringes and keeps his head low thanks to all the other healing going on. No, no, he doesn't need it, he isn't as bad as Asch, just bring him back, he - ]

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[...and that's the last of Ondorus' energy for now. The glow fades, and he takes both hands away with a tired sigh.]

I can't do anything more. I'm sorry.

[They look alike...are they brothers? Twins? How horrible...

He stands up and backs away to let other healers use his space. He won't leave entirely just yet - he'll wait here until the situation seems to be as "in control" as it can be before walking away.]

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N... NO!

[He keeps his mouth open to argue - there has to be something more, but by that time he's pulled away by Xion, and he can't argue anymore. He can only pull at the ground, try to get to Asch again. They don't understand, they don't understand, they have to try harder, Asch has to come back - ]