i - d. xviii - permavoice - evening

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[there's some static -- and the sound of something dull and hard slamming against something metallic --

-- and some breathing, after the silence.

when kamui speaks again, his voice is amused, but exasperated as well.]

Is there a doctor here?

ooc; responses will be slow, sorry! but tag away!

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[magerights]

I can heal if you need it. Can I ask what's happened?

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I arrived. [he speaks with dry tones, mostly because kamui is forcing himself to be calm and it annoys him that he can't even explain why he's here, and why he's getting injured without knowing what he's actually up against.]

[magerights]

I think I can guess the rest. You arrived and then got cuts from nothing?

[popupshadow]

Bingo. [a mirthless laugh.]

I'm at a school, if it's not too much of a bother at this point for you to come over. I'll go out, but -- ah, that's not really an option.

[kamui's from a fight before he arrived here, you see. he's more than just cut up.]

[video] -> [action]?

[magerights]

I'll get there as soon as I can, I promise.

[Fortunately the building that he thinks fits isn't too far from his room, so if there is a desperate need for aid, then it really won't take him long to get there. He keeps the feed open on the way, both to reassure the young man on the other end and to keep an eye on any further developments that might happen. Plus it's useful as he starts to get closer; whoever he's searching for will hopefully be able to tell where he is and get his attention.]

so much action.

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[kamui's leaning on the wall in one of the emptier halls, rather cut up from his arrival in the island, and also from his battle against the other kamui. his sword is in his other hand, and he's not even bothering to stand up. as far as he knows he's not that injured, and his powers were still with him -- although severely repressed, which he'll chalk up to the lack of Fate in this place. either way, he's incredibly bored, and annoyed.

ooc; his Wish-seeing thing is on; up to you if you wanna play with that! sorry in advance for the tl;dr.]

oh bb i'll show you action~

[magerights]

[Anders finds him eventually, and rushes over when he sees the younger man leaning against the wall. The weapon he notes, keeps a general eye on, but otherwise ignores. He's not really expecting to be attacked by someone in need of aid, but should, for whatever reason, things go that way, then he and Justice are more than capable of handling it.]

Maker, you are a sight. Still, I should be able to heal you and get you back on your feet soon enough.

[[ooc: awesome, I'll hit up that with Anders' info!]]

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[kamui laughs at that, and he lowers his sword on the ground; but not too far away from him, just enough inches away from his hand in case he needs it.]

I'm not one for surprise vacations.

[magerights]

[He snorts at that, lips quirking into a smile.]

If you can call this a holiday, that is. Though if that were the case, I'd have to wonder what sort of place you came from before then.

[Holding up a hand, Anders called on a little of his magic to create a soft glow of blue around his fingers, just so that the younger man could see it and get a bit of a warning first.]

Is there anything particularly bad that I should know about?

[popupshadow]

Nothing, really. I'm beat on all counts.

[kamui doesn't move, which is about as much assent as he'd get.]

[magerights]

All right then.

[His magic would help him see the damage in clearer detail regardless, so without waiting another moment, Anders began working, blue light radiating from his hands to bathe the younger man. The magic sought out wounds, knitting damaged flesh whole again and clearing up bruises and scrapes. Nothing seemed to be broken or badly hurt, so it was a simple enough process that didn't take too long before he was sitting back and eyeing his work critically.]

Feeling better now?

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[kamui flexes his sword arm first, then he legs, and then slowly manages to stand up, though still feeling worse for wear. still, he's got most of his injuries healed, which is a whole lot better than just leaving them off.]

Yes, thank you.

[he looks at him with a tilt of the head, gazing at him wordlessly as he attempts to parse his wishes. the wishes were fairly straightforward, but not for a world he recognizes. kamui frowns. just where in the world is he?]

[magerights]

[Anders nods, pleased that the younger man can stand on his own, then notices the look he's getting. He can take a guess at what it might mean, though.]

...you haven't seen magic before, have you?

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I have. [kamui shrugs. at least the fact that he's still seeing wishes means that most of his powers were working, but not necessarily at a level he'd like them to be. still --

he tilts his head quizzically, as if listening to something, and then after a pause, replies,]

This world isn't mine.

[and the realization confuses him. he's not entirely sure what that means, at this point; neither does he know what he should do about it.]

[magerights]

[That doesn't really explain the look then, but Anders is distracted by the comment the younger man makes.]

Is it that obvious to you? [It had thrown him as much when he'd first arrived, after all. And others seemed to find the idea of other worlds easier to accept as well.] I'm sorry, but you've been kidnapped like the rest of us to wherever this place is. I'm guessing your world is different from this one?

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[kamui laughs.]

Not really. [his world was dying; coming to terms with something which has obviously been ravaged and destroyed is somehow comforting, and terrifying at the same time. like how all the prophecies he's heard about him and the end actually did pass.] But this isn't very convenient at all.