[Voice/Action] (Backdated to yesterday after Yuber's post)

[knightofratatosk]

[Anyone in the grocery store will be treated to a battered, bloodied Emil (la la ongoing thread, oops) stumbling inside and slamming the door shut behind him, leaning back against it in a desperate hope that Yuber will think twice about following him into a building where other people might be taking refuge. When several moments pass and there is no attempt to open the door, Emil slides down it into a sitting position on the floor and takes a few deep breaths. He's clearly in bad shape; multiple wounds are bleeding heavily, and he bears the marks of several fire and lightning spells as well.

At last he stirs and reaches over for his journal, which he dropped on the floor in his haste. His voice is shaky and strained as he says one thing:]

I think... I think I need some help.

Comments

[action]

[knightofratatosk]

At least we'll get to see them again when we go back home, right?

[action]

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I just wonder if we'll remember anything.

[action]

[knightofratatosk]

...

[action]

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

Sorry, just me being morbid.

[action]

[knightofratatosk]

No, it's... that's okay. You do have a point-- we might not remember anything about Luceti and what happened here.

[action]

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

...I really hope that's not the case.

[action] /rolls off to bed

[knightofratatosk]

Yeah, me too.

[Voice]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Oi, Emil. What happened?

[ voice ] but i was le tired /saves that fail

[silviteadvocate.livejournal.com]

[ Oh Emil. Valiant, but admitting to being hurt only makes her worry more. ]

Hurt yourself?

[Written | Audio]

[the-mighty-foot.livejournal.com]

[Foot's anxious meow comes over the audio feed, followed by a carefully padded:]

Emil! Are you all right?

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

I don't understand why so many things are happening at once. It was never like this before, not even during the worst experiments...

[ voice ] so take a nap, zen fire ze missiles

[knightofratatosk]

Oh, you know, with all of those butterflies around, I got bitten by a couple of them.

[Written | Audio]

[knightofratatosk]

Yeah, I just got in a fight, that's all. It's nothing to worry about, really.

[Voice]

[knightofratatosk]

I tried to fight Yuber...

[Voice]

[knightofratatosk]

Yeah, Zelos and Sheena are here, and Litchi came to check on me too. I could ask one of them to take me to the clinic once some of the butterflies outside go away. Thanks for offering, though-- I really appreciate it.

[Action]

[not_meatbuns]

I don't quite understand it either, but that doesn't mean we won't make it through this. Everything will be alright.

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

But what if even more people end up getting hurt before it's all over?

[Action]

[not_meatbuns]

[Soft smile.] Then I'll be here to patch them right back up.

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

... thank you.

[Action]

[not_meatbuns]

It's no trouble at all. I'm happy to be able to help.

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

[Don't mind him trying to stand up now, then, which is probably not a very good idea.]

[Action]

[not_meatbuns]

Not so fast now! [And she's up as well, carefully looping an arm around his shoulders for support.]

I don't want those wounds reopening. You should come back to the clinic so we can keep an eye on you.

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

Oww... okay, maybe that wasn't such a good idea...

[He leans gratefully into the support, shutting his eyes and taking a few deep breaths to ward off the pain.]

[Action]

[not_meatbuns]

Just take it easy. I'm here to help, remember?

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

Doctor McCoy is gonna kill me...