[It's actually way to early in the morning for this, but... well... he doesn't exactly care right now. Wei's still bundled up in sheets and pajamas, in the semi-dark, hands scrubbing over his face.

He looks exhausted, like he hasn't slept in days.]

Hey, Mika... I know it's late, but... [His hands pause over his mouth, dark eyes a little unfocused ( Read more... )

Anyone got a map I can use?

Haven't had a chance to get one yet.

[Tacked on ten minutes later...]

Yeah, map-- I seriously need a map before I lose signal.

[CRASH!!]

--right! You better! Can't even believe this!

[A frustrated groan, and the sound of cermaic? glass? crunching, being shuffled.]

The one mug I liked! The last one! You any idea what it took to get this thing? Of course not. Couldn't care, could you? Might as well as have this big sign stapled ( Read more... )

[The image that flickers on is on a very tired, and worried looking man.]

Please tell me we have a medic of some kind around.

[He's got his arm wrapped up in a towel. And guess what?

It's starting to soak through with that all-too-obvious color of red.]

I kind of need one.

[The feed clicks on with a whir, and a bit of the creaking of a chair.]

Well, I guess the worst of it's over for now... [Wei sounds kind of tired. Chipper, but tired.] But I think that's okay for now ( Read more... )

( Hello, hello! )

He was no where he knew, in the middle of some apartment complex, trapped.

Trapped, trapped, trapped! And it was not funny. Especially when Wei-Fa Yao was crammed into the edge of the closet, hands clamped over his ears, really wishing the banging and laughing would go away from outside it. What did he ever do to deserve this? He wasn't a reckless ( Read more... )