♛accidential video;

[meritocracy]

[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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[action]

[fabrecation]

[Despite the worry, that question still manages to make him straighten up a bit and give a half smile.]

Yeah... Thanks to you. [Tear never taught him, but it was because of her that he decided to learn it, to study as much as his attention span allowed him to. It's not strong; he'll probably never be at Tear or Natalia's level. But it's something.]

I saw her through Asch's eyes. It... didn't look good.

[action]

[seleniahymn]

[A part of her does wish that he hadn't had to learn the skill at all, though to be more accurate she didn't want him to have to use it. At least it would serve them right now as she gestures to him to follow her into the room she shared with Natalia.]

If you could, tell me everything you saw and remember. [Nephry had already done a good job of setting up the supplies that would be needed, all that was left now would be the wait.] ... I may need your help to heal her.

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[fabrecation]

[And he does follow, his eyes lighting up a bit when he hears that he can possibly help. He frowns soon after, though, when he recalls what he saw through Asch's eyes.]

... She couldn't walk. Asch had to carry her. Her neck's the worst, though. There's a bunch of gashes all over it...

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[seleniahymn]

[Just as she saw it through the camera of the journals, with all that blood smearing the screen. Even though it will not show itself on her face, there is a quiet sense of anger about her. There was no doubt that she would need help with it, and if the wounds were too extensive they could have to call a real doctor who could fix what was still beyond her grasp.]

She will have to be bedridden for several days then, at the very least until she has recovered enough. I assume you will want to visit often? [Perhaps Asch as well, but Luke for sure. She didn't know Asch anywhere near as well as some of the others would, even though she has worked with him before.]

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[fabrecation]

[The way Luke's fists are clenched at his sides betray his own held back anger. He hates the Malnosso, hates what they do to everyone, hates how they put on a friendly face and make the villagers do what they want, sometimes force them into it. Hates all of this...]

Of course I will! [His voice is raised a little, though he winces afterward. Dammit...] ... I'm sorry. If... you don't mind me visiting, anyway.

[action]

[seleniahymn]

Of course not. You are welcome here anytime Luke, you don't have to ask for permission. [In all honesty, there was probably the general desire for him to visit more often, living apart as they do. But those arrangements could be made later, after they made sure that Natalia was out of immediate danger.

It's why when she takes notice of his clenched fists she takes the time to rest a hand on his shoulder gently. Anger was understandable and justified, but what they needed now was calm.]

[action]

[fabrecation]

[He looks at the hand on his shoulder, then at Tear's eyes...

And he nods before he lowers his head, his fists clenching a little tighter before he loosens his hands. Right... right. Getting angry wasn't going to help with anything. Luke needed to be calm right now.

He might not be fully relaxed, but he still lifts his head up to shoot Tear a half smile.]

... Thanks, Tear.