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

[fabrecation]

[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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[gleamed]

Luke? [She searches his face for signs of pain--she should sing again. She should heal him as much as she can, because what else can she do? But he's still so focused on Asch, even though he's--]

Luke, can you tell me how you feel? Where do you hurt?

[Please, please answer her. Asch is...she couldn't even begin to say it to him.]

[fabrecation]

[There's definitely pain in his features. Physical pain from his shoulder, his torso, his back, his head, his very mind. Emotional pain, even mental pain in some way. No, no, Asch, wake up wake up - ]

I - Just make it all stop!

[His words are softer, more slurred, as he starts to grow more lightheaded. By this time, another healer is here, ready to help. But Luke is still focusing whatever is left of him to Asch, because he can't give up, he can't, he can't. This pain isn't allowing him.]

[gleamed]

[Oh, would that she could make it all stop. But she's in over her head and the escalating tension threatens to drown her resolve. But she would see this through. She could cry later, but now? She won't allow it.

So she lays her hair across his wounds again, singing her healing incantation with a stronger, forceful sound.]

[fabrecation]

[And even though Luke is completely focused on Asch, he's still very scared. For Asch, for himself, for Guy, for this whole situation. So hearing her sing again, feeling that hair and that soothing sensation... He can't help squeezing his eyes shut and bringing his hand away from Asch to grip her hair instead.

Thankfully, the spell does help to some degree. The bruises on his back heal, and the slashes on his chest aren't quite as serious anymore. But there's still his shoulder, bones and muscle torn, cut clean through, and that's the worst of it.]

[gleamed]

[She leans back, trying to survey how he's doing now as her heart thumps against her ribcage. This has to be working, it just has to be...]

Where do you still hurt the worst?

[fabrecation]

[At this point, he feels way too dizzy, and Rapunzel's voice sounds far away. But he can still understand it, so after a moment of turning the words over in his head, he vaguely gestures to his shoulder before he grips Asch's clothes again. He still has to try...]