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[distantallure]

[All that can be seen as the recording begins is a splash of silver. The view zooms out, revealing that it's just Yazoo, his back to the sphere. He's found an area that seems a bit worse for the wear-- a gaping hole where there might've been a rock or a bush, another big enough to have held a tree

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[ilusionoscura]

[He gently moves his head, lifting his chin as he observes. A small hint in his eyes, narrowing softly.]

[distantallure]

[experts on talking with expressions alone srsly It takes no more than a few seconds to remember that the sphere is still on, an icy gaze flickering momentarily towards your hologram, before you get the sight of a gloved hand reaching for it. It darts out of reach, giving the view of some more trees for a moment, before resting on Yazoo again. He's pushed himself into an awkward crouching position, obviously not in the mood to chat, and eying his own injury with a thin lipped frown-- clearly not entirely sure what to make of it himself.]

[ilusionoscura]

[The sphere turns off, Zexion will smell where you are... and will -go-.]

(( ooc: should we make a log or we rp it over here?))

[distantallure]

[OOC: uhhhhh I think he's all set on the help front with Sakura, to avoid overlapping threads? So Zexion can... get there after if you want... even though that fundamentally doesn't make sense given the timelines and--skjvhsjMY BRAIN HURTS SO MUCH NOW I'm all for either of a log or comment thread. :|b Assuming you'd be willing to cater to my laziness and start it, in the case of a log?

/just deflates]

[fearlessflower]

[Just because she doesn't like you don't mean she's not horrified.]

Yazoo. Where are you?

[distantallure]

[Moment of shock passed quickly enough-- he's about three shades paler now that the pain's setting in. And sorry, but he doesn't look glad to see you. Not that that's... any different than usual. Voice sounds kind of forced.]

Don't ask when you know you won't get an answer.

[fearlessflower]

[Eyes narrow.]

I can heal you, don't be stupid.

[distantallure]

What? [So do his, less an outright glare than mild irritation.] Can't see the trees without description?

[murdergames]

[ Grell gasps, though her sincerity is debatable. After all, she always did have a taste for the macabre ... ]

Oh, that is going to hurt in the morning.

[distantallure]

[There may be lots of red in a pool of blood, Grell, but the look he gives you in response can be read as a threat that he'd be willing to do far worse to you.

...Although he's also looking kind of strained at the moment, so take a rain check on that.]

You had to guess?

[murdergames]

[ There's a giggle in response to that manly-man stare; really, she's quite used to being on the recieving end of contmept. Still, as one of the few people that provided her with a little entertainment, she's not going to tease him too much. ]

You know, you were nice [ To Grell, 'nice' constitutes as 'didn't beat me up, like Will does' ] to me, so it really is a shame you got all cut up.

I don't even think kissing it better would work!

[distantallure]

[Wow. That has to be the first time anyone's ever called him nice, even as a joke. Yazoo appears faintly amused.]

Wouldn't try.

[trancheuse]

HAH!

[distantallure]

[How's that gunshot wound, Larxene? :>] You're still alive?

[trancheuse]

[ B[ ]

Don't tell me you thought I'd go down that easily.

[distantallure]

Can't be helped that you seemed the type. [Lucky that this is after Sakura helped him, but he's still obviously disappointed that you haven't taken a face first plunge into one yourself. There's always time.]