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[The video feed clicks on. An unsteady hand fumbles for the communicator desperately, its owner currently offscreen, but only manages to knock it further away. Harsh, labored breathing penetrates what would be an otherwise quiet night, and eventually, with a pained grunt, a second attempt for the device is successfully made
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What I need is to get back.
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And he had disappeared. She knew, knows that he is gone, but that voice, that face... ]
'Dachi...?
[ She inhales sharply, unaware that she's activated the communicator's video function, that, for a fraction of a second, her expression is betrayed to him and the audience. She doesn't know, doesn't realize; she's swinging her legs over the side of the bed and moving rapidly to stand because it's him. (And who else could it be?) She's sure it's him. She would know that face, that voice anywhere. They had lived together for almost two months, but the signs, the symptoms she reads scream volumes as to his physical and mental state ( ... )
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V-Val?
[Shivering, he slowly rolls onto his back, wincing in pain. Sitting up is impossible right now -- he's pathetically weak from his fight with the brats back up top.]
Heh, relax. I'm not...gonna die.
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[ Valeria sighs, exasperated. She's tearing the ground up from beneath her feet for the speed at which she is moving. 'Relax' is really the last thing to tell her when one is in such a state.
At least he remembers me. ]
Look, I'm almost there, so just...
[ Calm down or you'll be more of a hindrance than you will a help. Deep breath, deep breath. Don't betray so much concern. It's -- ]
How can you be so calm?
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Valeria has always been a useful tool.]
M-me? No, you've got it all wrong, Val. I'm more relieved than anything...[a hiss of breath and he winces]...I'm just relieved that it's you.
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How unfortunate to arrive in Demeleier in such a terrible condition.
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[He pauses for a moment]
I've no healing powers, but if there is any way I can assist you, do let me know.
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[He shifts into a more comfortable position and regards the communicator with a sheepish expression.]
I could really appreciate some sake right about now.
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(except so much has, so much in how long? Minutes? it could only have been minutes, because Souji knows, he knows what the injury means, because there's really nothing else it could mean)
- when it comes down to it. They have a truce. That has to stand. Things cannot change, no matter if Adachi has. In minutes.
How far did they get? How close are they to end - or to what they'd believed would be the end? The questions rise and are crushed down, stifled, shoved elsewhere because they just don't matter.
None of the questions do, not right now. He needs to say something. He needs to decide how to proceed.]
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Here, everything that had been set, decided, was ripped back. Here, the wounds were exposed, or - however you wanted to put it. Things were too confused, too volatile - much like Adachi and that persona he carried. Magatsu Izanagi.
-- there it was, without fail, the hairs on the back of his neck prickling, the goosbumps sweeping up his arms. He suppressed a shudder, but it made itself known as a tiny jerk of his too-taut shoulders.
And maybe, maybe - this may have been the most sickening thing - he was relieved. Even with his friends here. Even with Nanako. Even when he knew that, back home, things turned out okay. Because seeing Adachi, actually seeing him in the fall out of that - he wasn't just something to lock away, no. Couldn't be ( ... )
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L-looks that way, haha.
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