[Few of you might recognize the face or the voice on the video. Saleh's looking out of the window of his bedroom, enjoying the wind's caresses on his hair and slightly bruised face. Four days after he engaged in a fistfight with Ryoki, the swellings in his nose, lips and cheeks have already gone down considerably, and he looks more at ease than he
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I'm here! Yako-chan!
[She might notice his face looks a tad paler (if that's ever possible) than it looked in the video yesterday. He also has many minor injuries and bruises, but all of them are conveniently hidden by his clothes.]
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Hello, Saleh-san!
{She crosses over to hm, plopping down beside him.}
How are you today?
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I'm fine, as always. And you?
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Oh, more or less the same a ever. Ae you ready?
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[He's never done this before, so the question is more out of curiosity than concern.]
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Oh well. Let's begin.
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{She takes his other hand in hers, and a moment later there's a seven-foot leather stock whip in his grasp.}
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Although the same can't be said about his physical condition. For a mere second, he wonders if it would get in the way, unaware that Yako might be able to sense his momentary uneasiness.]
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She tries to sooth him, slow and tentative incase he recoils from the sensation.}
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Unbeknownst to him, due to his weakened body, the physical effects begin to present themselves; a very light, bearable pain at first, but it soon evolves and spreads through his whole body. With a single surprised gasp as a warning, he releases his grip on her, and flinches away.]
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What happened? Are you okay? Are you hurt?
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[His voice comes out sounding a bit strained, and it matches the slightly distressed expression in his face. Now he understands what that person from yesterday meant by sending Meisters to the hospital as a result of a failed Resonance attempt.
Grabbing the edges of the bench for support, he tries to steady his breathing. He quickly throws a glance in her direction, and when his eyes finally meets her worry-filled ones, a small, bitter laugh escapes him.]
This is nothing you should be worried about.
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{Her fingers twist together, more to keep them occupied and not reaching for him than any sort of nervous energy.}
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