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[sacrificemyself]

[Ron has not been having a very good... well, a good month and change here in Luceti. His girlfriend disappears after he finally manages to get things normal between them again, there were monsters flying around on his bff's birthday, and then he was kidnapped in the middle of the night not too long afterward. On the upside, he put up one hell of a

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[Voice]

[asterism_angel]

[Oh, that doesn't sound good. That definitely doesn't sound good. It's a good thing Cheria is in the village right now, as opposed to the fun amusement park.]

A-are you all right?! I can come find you, if you want. [But "the woods" isn't very specific.]

[Voice]

[sacrificemyself]

[A good thing, too, that Ron doesn't know just how little in the way of friends he's got left here since his absence.]

Ngh, what? Yeah, c'mon over. There are trees 'n things. [Sorry, Ron isn't the most specific person even under the best of circumstances.]

[Voice]

[asterism_angel]

Trees... Is there a river as well? Ah... Can you perhaps use the journal to show me your surroundings?

[Voice] → [Video]

[sacrificemyself]

[There's a pause before:]

Nope. No river.

[After a couple of tries, he does manage to switch over to video... though since he's not picking the book up, all one can see is sky.]

[Voice]

[hisdarkmark]

[Well. Shit. Shit, shit, shit. He's not sure why he has to be the one to tell him, but if he doesn't, who would?

...maybe he'll wait. He'll terrorize him when he's sure he's not going to die.]

If you're still conscious, now would be a good time to say so.

[Voice]

[sacrificemyself]

[Ugh, out of all the voices to hear coming out of that damned book.]

G'away. Go find Harry for me, yeah?

[Voice]

[hisdarkmark]

Yeah about that...

Potter's a bit tied up at the moment. What's your next course of action?

[Voice]

[sacrificemyself]

[He mumbles something under his breath that, though mostly unintelligible, definitely has at least one f-bomb thrown in there.]

Then go get 'Mion-... Nev-.... Ugh, bloody hell.

[Action]

[boomchucka]

[Selphie's on one of her patrol routes when she hears a voice calling out for help. It appears that there are some people that Selphie doesn't know in the village after all as she races through the brush to find Ron. First instinct when she kneels against him is to give Ron a good dose of Nala's magic.]

Hang on, I'll get you patched up soon.

[Action]

[sacrificemyself]

[Ron doesn't know who this is kneeling over him, which leads him to his instinctive response when there are strangers around and he's not up to par; he starts batting his hands, almost as though shooing her.]

You a healer?

[Action]

[boomchucka]

Mhmm. I'm Selphie. Now quit moving around before you hurt yourself even more.

[And she busies herself with doling out the healing magic. She'd might as well keep him awake in case he has a concussion.]

Rough week?

[Action]

[sacrificemyself]

[He groans at her fussing over him, but he's in no position to shove her away.]

Mmph. Is that how long it's been?

( voice; )

[sacrificemyself]

Peachy. [At least he's conscious enough to know what sarcasm is.]

( voice; )

[sacrificemyself]

... dunno. Maybe.

[Voice]

[13th_captain]

Are you capable of describing your location?

[Voice]

[sacrificemyself]

Trees, mostly.

[Voice]

[13th_captain]

Any sign of the rivers?

[Voice]

[sacrificemyself]

... no. Some houses up ahead, though. Dunno whose.