[The feed clicks on to a bloody scene. Inside the wide space of a wide warehouse, with walls and floor all covered in glittery frost, Koumei kneels among a puddle of blood. A number of others are standing behind him, though they're hard to make out at this angle. Next to him on the floor is the crumpled, immobile body of Amika, limp in a way living ( Read more... )

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[Oh look, it's awake. Well, sort of. This time around, Koumei is inside a house - Ryuubi's, specifically - stretched out on a well-padded couch and holding up the PCD as he speaks. His eyes are half-lidded, as though he might decide to give it up and doze off at any moment. Lazy bum.]It is not in my nature to interrupt, usually, but my lord has ( Read more... )

[The feed is switched on by - wait, that's not a person, that's a bird, pecking at the PCD. The actual human owner of said PCD - a fine-boned youth with long black hair draped over his face - is a little further away, curled up on the ground ( Read more... )