[replica model] • LUKE FON FABRE (
fabrecation) wrote2012-05-14 03:18 am
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[Video/Voice] Backdated to late morning of the 13th
[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/))
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/))
[Action]
Luke. What happened?
[Action]
I don't - I don't... [Know. Remember. He wants to say it, but it's like he can't force the word out.]
[Action]
[Action]
His grip tightens on Asch, enough to pull himself up a bit as he looks at her with gritted teeth and his brow forced down. He's been healed so much, but he's not the one who needs it. Not at all.]
Don't - do that, Asch - Asch -
[Action]
Whoops shoulda specified I meant other redhead to be Asch but no worriesShe'll attempt the same spell on Asch this time, concentrating as much as she can without understanding how this came to be.]I know, I know. Luke, come on. Tell me what happened so I can help fix this.
[Action]
[He remembers every wound Guy gave him, the sound of bone and flesh and muscle tearing as his sword plunges into Asch's shoulder -
But he's desperate. Frantic. He doesn't want this to be leaked out. That's all he can focus on.]
[Action]
[Action]
Hh-I-It's my fuh-fault, I... if... I hh-hadn't...
[Action]
[Action]
[The edges of his vision are starting to darken, and every noise around him is starting to become one long, staticy hum. He's already lost a lot of blood, and with the way he's pushing himself on top of that...]