[Accidental Video/Action] Burn away your sin;
[ The SFC feed flickers on to a ghastly, awful scene.
There is a fire in the lower district, in one of the neighborhood's houses--how it happened is anyone's guess. Most likely an accident from a lit cigarette or what-have-you, but whatever the case...
A young girl is trapped inside. Whoever did it must have been a real psycho, if this was a person, because there's really no way she's going to get out of this mess. A spare SFC records the scene as best it can through the haze of smoke and the heat of flames. She is half-visible at best due to all the things clouding the camera and the extreme heat, and she sounds quite young, dressed in a Sailor Suit uniform--certainly, this girl is no older than 13.
She's burned up to all hell, quite literally--the only thing really untouched is her face and her legs, but that's about to change if she doesn't get out of here. It's a pretty awful sight, looking at her arms and her body where the clothing has been burned straight through to see her flesh red and scorched as she tries so desperately to get out, banging and banging on the door, which is melted shut. Her hands are burned even worse, because of trying to open said melted door's knob. ]
Tatsuya? Tatsuya! Tatsuya, can you hear me?
[ She chokes, sputtering. Tears run down her eyes, but she continues to desperately pound on the door-- ]
You have to get out... g-get... get away from him! Someone, anyone, help him, please... dad... dad! Dad, I don't want us to die this way...
[ The last words are practically a helpless whimper as she falls to the floor, scorched upper body sliding down the only exit, until she is on her knees, cross-legged, slumping.
If someone doesn't help, she'll probably die again. She hasn't noticed the SFC, maybe because she isn't even aware of Vatheon or that she's... in it, really. Her memories have all vanished up until that night ten years ago... or, to her, right now in Araya shrine. ]
I-if anyone can hear me out there... please, save Tatsuya from that madman! Please... I'm begging you, don't worry about me, just save him--save my friend!
[ ... Even then, it seems Maya would always put her friends first. ]
[ OOC: PLEASE READ, this is kind of important.
CURSE TIME: with a twist. Maya's been aged down to back when a certain psycho set a certain place on fire and sliced a certain little boy in the chest. Of course, she wasn't affected when she ran in there ... work with me, so naturally, she now has no idea that she is not, in fact, in said shrine that's on fire.
You're free to recognize her, though it'll be a bit hard since she looks kind of different and is sporting those fresh horrific traumatic burns she had from back then, recreated by this fire so very nicely. Whoever's rescuing her: plurk me, we'll work something out.
Both Action and Video/Voice are fine; you don't need my permission for the former, GO NUTS. ]