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meritocracy) wrote2012-05-09 08:39 pm
meritocracy) wrote2012-05-09 08:39 pm
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♛accidential video;
[the feed blurs in, shaky and uncertain. there's grass, sky, and there's blood. there's golden curls and a familiar brown headband and there's blood.
the video screen is smeared with red fingerprints and there is suddenly white skin, spasming fingers reaching for the screen but there is not a single word. not a single sound.
it moves, slowly, the fingers twitching as if in agony before it moves to a face, blood smeared at the top of the chin, dirt speckled across the cheeks and eyes barely open. for a minute there's the flash of a horrible red, gaping wound beneath the chin but then it's back to a pale face, lips parting but no sigh coming out. then the video spirals upwards, once, twice, red fingerprints and all.
and the fallen woman hasn't uttered a single word. ]
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Asch's red hair was always so bright wasn't it? Even when it was dark. It's a little dark now, and her eyelids are heavy. She must look a mess, she thinks again, with blood smeared over her throat, chin face--hair..I can't call myself a Princess, she thinks wryly, as her head sags backwards, into his arms. It's lights out.]
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Natalia? Natalia!
[...Dammit, she's out. Cursing under his breath, he cuts off the fonic link and picks up the pace, trading gentleness for haste. As long as she's unconscious, he won't concern himself with the jostling causing her more pain; what's important now is getting her to a proper healer.
Thankfully they weren't far off, so before too long he makes it to the house, kicking loudly against the front door to get someone's attention, since his hands are (obviously) occupied.]
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