FORTY-EIGHT souls » making contact

[martelandmany]

If Rydia could do it...Yuan? If you can receive this, from wherever you are... You'd better be alright

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[fortunefail]

[He got the message, alright. Ironically, he didn't get to check his journal and respond until late in the evening, when he's back in his draftee room and the last day of fighting is over with.]

I'm fine. Our hosts stocked up on plenty of medical supplies. [Of course, anyone who knows Yuan will realize that "fine" is more along the lines of "not dead" than "in a good state of health".]

[martelandmany]

[Oh, she knows.] Have you any knowledge of where they'll deposit you, back inside the barrier?

[fortunefail]

I imagine we'll end up in the tunnels again.

[martelandmany]

You'll come straight to the Center, correct? [She'll make him rest there where she can keep an eye on him and make sure he's healed properly and fed. For the first day, at least. She missed him. D:]

[salvationfound]

[Kratos, too, gets the message late into the evening, after all of the fighting is done. He only relaxes a little, though... Who knows what else may happen?]

I doubt they would have let you come even if the will was with you.

[martelandmany]

They would have turned down a willing volunteer?

[salvationfound]

Perhaps... Considering no one else was able to join our ranks.

[martelandmany]

Hm.

[ivorygunslinger]

[Low growl. She may or may not know the cause of his visible anger yet.] I've no allies.

[martelandmany]

[For some reason, his rejecting her show of concern irks her just a little today. With a slightly hardened tone:] As you wish.

[ivorygunslinger]

[The book is slammed shut.]