knightofratatosk | [Voice post, dated to shortly after Alice's post]

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[Voice post, dated to shortly after Alice's post]

[There are crashing noises and the sounds of things breaking in the background... sounds like somebody is going on a rampage.]

Where is she? WHERE IS SHE? If those damn Malnosso have hurt her, I'll tear them apart!

[Another crash.]

Cowards! Why won't you show yourselves? Come out and fight me one-on-one!

[OOC: He is currently trashing Marta's old apartment looking for her... Alice will undoubtedly hear this.]

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[Gradually his sobbing trails off into little hiccups and sniffles, though his grip on Richter remains as tight as ever. So much for Marta telling him to "be a man."]

I don't... I don't want to go back to the clinic.

[He can't stand the thought of being all alone in that sterile room again. He just wants to go back home with Richter and Tenebrae.]

... You still haven't recovered.

[It's for your own good, Emil. It really is.]

B-but my wing is feeling a lot better, and you can heal me if I really need it, a-and... please, Richter.

[Feeling suddenly lightheaded, he shuts his eyes and rests his head against the other's shoulder.]

Don't make me go back there...

[Not even Richter could say no to that. And anyway, as long as Emil gets sleep, he should be alright.]

... Fine.

... thank you.

[He hadn't even realized he was holding his breath until it all comes out in an audible exhalation.]

[Which means that Richter is still going to have to try and get Emil to his feet. Let's hope the boy can actually stand.]

[... probably not. He expended so much energy as Ratatosk that he couldn't stand right now even if he wanted to, not to mention the fact that he's got a nice case of adrenaline letdown.]

[Well, Richter's going to try and get him to his feet either way. He'll just have to support him, then.]

Come on, up you go.

[It takes a lot of effort on his part, but Emil finally manages to get to his feet... he's practically hanging on Richter's arm to remain upright, though.]

[That's alright. Richter pulls one of Emil's arms over his shoulder to support his weight better. They'll get to the clinic in no time.]

[Try to take him back to the clinic and he'll throw a fit at you, Richter.]

I'm sorry...

[... Mun's mistake. Clinic, house, same thing.]

Don't apologize.

[He doesn't apologize again, but he does cringe at the words.]

[It'd be best for Emil to just keep quiet until they get to the house. No point in wasting energy anyway.]

[At this point he doesn't have the energy or the inclination to speak-- he's afraid that he'll end up bursting into tears again if he tries. He's just going to take some small comfort from the warmth of Richter's body against his. Richter is real and here, and as long as he can focus on that, it keeps his thoughts off of Marta.]

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[Voice post, dated to shortly after Alice's post]

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