2.001'st FRAGMENT [voice+action]

[shred_the_sky]

[ This is backdated to November 19th, late evening. ]

Ah... ah... ACHOO!!

[ It is the most awful sound to begin a journal entry with, but Aether doesn't seem to have a lot of choice. Judging from the sounds of snow and old branches cracking under his feet, he's stuck somewhere in the forest during this fascinating weather. ]

C-curses..! [

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[witchofwishes]

[Oh, so that's where he wound up.]

Tell me where you are and I'll see what I can do.

[shred_the_sky]

That voice... Sa-ah...

[ Another sneeze. He's taking this badly. ]

Saya, huh... if my memory serves me right, I'm about three miles north from the town. I'm hiding in a hollowed out tree right now, but... if I don't have my coat soon, I shall begin to hibernate.

[witchofwishes]

[She nods on the other end and double checks she still has her grimoire tucked into the charm on her wrist. Fortunately she managed to find it in the shop. It still shocked her this place could manage to remove her chain, but she chalked it up as an effect of however they were transported here.]

I'll be there in a few moments.

[Teleportation spells are surprisingly simple to pull off, she has the verse memorized. Just two soft notes hummed under her breath and then she's.... only a half mile away. Huh. That's odd. Normally she can go a mile in one direction without worry. She tries again. Only another half mile.

Odd. Very very odd. Was it this place restricting her so?

Best to ponder it later, once she has the coat and blanket around Aether and is taking him to the room she was apparently assigned to give him some warmth.]

Aether? [She calls once she's fairly sure she's in the area. Even if she could just 'wish' herself there, Saya doesn't want to test her limits until she's sure her friend is all right.]

Aether, are you here?

[shred_the_sky]

I'm here.

[ Aether sounds not so much tired as sleepy, as if he's trying to keep himself from losing consciousness with his entire strength. He is, as promised, curled up under a tree nearby... namely, in a small hollowed out space near its roots where the wind wouldn't reach. ]

My coat. [ He tips forward for a moment, only to awaken with a shake of his head. ] Did you bring it?