[oo:14] [Voice]

[acreepybrat]

[There's banging, and in the background, a wet sloshing sound before the communicator is picked up with a splash, fumbled by fingers gone numb.  Shuddering breaths, and Oz is panting with the effort of trying to get out, his whole body wracked with shivers.  The water in his apartment is past his ankles and leaking down the walls from burst pipes

Comments

oh fffffffffffffffffffffffffff

[crippledroyalty]

[Someone is more than a little panicked right now, because there's absolutely nothing she can do to save him.]

Oz? Is there anything you can climb on? Anything? I'm sure someone will come! They have to...

XDD I'm terrible.

[acreepybrat]

Huh? A-ah, Mis Nunnally. I was just-- [Trying to break the door down and wowee that doesn't sound like a good answer at all.]

It's not that deep. I was just moving around.

don't make her order you to live D:

[crippledroyalty]

[...there is no good answer, silly boy.]

Please be careful...it's not good if you can't feel the cold anymore!

...can't you break away the ice?

He'd just-- fail at that. XD

[acreepybrat]

Don't worry, I'll definitely be careful! [Even though he's soaked. .__.]

[...]

Aah~ it seems p-pretty well frozen. [Still trying to make light(er?) of the situation, but the chattering teeth don't help.]

[forged_anew]

Oz! Your door's frozen shut?

[akjndfg and it's wet and cold and he'll freeze in no time...]

[acreepybrat]

K-kind of.

...don't worry... [And now he is feeling verrrry sleepy.]

[forged_anew]

Too late for that.

Do you have anything sharp, preferably metal to scrape through the ice with? You might be able to pry the door open.

[Normally, he'd say he'll come for you, that he can pry the door open--even better, he'd have LIKED to say he could Firebend it open--but he can't. He can barely walk and this is the worst time to be injured, dammit...]

[acreepybrat]

...

[YOU CAN HAVE A LONG PAUSE TOO. Also his voice. Kind of drowsy. |D]

T-tried, but... it freezes too fast. [He'll actually talk to Zuzu about it because he's being logical and not DASHING OFF to help him, thank the gods.]

[voice; locked]

[shut_up_near]

Oz. Get out of there.

[voice; locked]

[acreepybrat]

[sob he can't.]

[...] I know.

[voice; locked]

[shut_up_near]

Tch. Then what are you still doing there?

[voice; locked] ahaha, what a faaail. XD

[acreepybrat]

[LONG FUCKING PAUSE]

I'm... waiting for the m-mailman... [Gogo inappropriate joke for inappropriate situation. Hopefully he can troll Mello into distraction.]

[voice]

[tainted_loyalty]

Master Oz!

[voice]

[acreepybrat]

[...] H-hey Riff.

[voice]

[tainted_loyalty]

Master Oz, are you in need of assistance?

[voice]

[acreepybrat]

No. Don't-- [Just a moment of shivering and breathing good goddamn it's cold.] I-it's not safe.

[voice; english]

[libertyfuckyeah]

Hey! Are you dying?! You can't die! I'm not cleaning up your body! DO I HAVE TO PUNCH YOUR DOOR DOWN?!

[Never mind that he's too weak to move around much. A HERO MUST DO EVERYTHING WITH FLAIR, AND BY GOLLY HE WILL PUNCH DOWN A DOOR EVEN IF IT KILLS HIM.]

[voice; english]

[acreepybrat]

[...buh? NOT EVEN SURE how to respond to this at first. And when he does, it's with shivering indignation.]

I'm not dying. Yet. Jeez...

[voice; english]

[libertyfuckyeah]

Oh.

Never mind then.

Call me whenever you are dying, I can't waste energy until my heroics are really needed.

[voice; english]

[acreepybrat]

...what d-does this have to do with you anyway...?