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⑤ - Action/Voice
[ When Mikado finally comes to, he realizes that he's no longer in that uncomfortable Malnosso cell, but rather sprawled out even more uncomfortably in the snow. It takes a few moments for it to register that he's finally out and in the familiar scenery of the town square.
Well, he's not sure how long he's been in the snow; his pajamas are soaked and he is freezing. He would have just shot up and quickly made his way home as fast as he could (oh god, how much have Masaomi and Frey and Celty worried?!), taken a warm bath then wrapped himself in blankets and gotten a proper sleep. Would have is the key word here.
He manages to get his upper body out of the snow but for some reason, his legs won't move. Oh no, was he out so long that he got frostbite?! What would happen if they had to amputate his legs? Would he be able to get prosthetic ones?! Did Luceti even have that technology? He tries to pull up his pant legs to see the extent of the damage, but his fingers are so numb he just fumbles.
Thank god there's a conveniently placed journal nearby, right? ]
[ voice ]
M...
M-Masa...omi? Are you there? ...Frey-s-san, and Celt-t-ty-san, anyone?
...
I'm, I'm by the f-fountain. I... can't move.
Well, he's not sure how long he's been in the snow; his pajamas are soaked and he is freezing. He would have just shot up and quickly made his way home as fast as he could (oh god, how much have Masaomi and Frey and Celty worried?!), taken a warm bath then wrapped himself in blankets and gotten a proper sleep. Would have is the key word here.
He manages to get his upper body out of the snow but for some reason, his legs won't move. Oh no, was he out so long that he got frostbite?! What would happen if they had to amputate his legs? Would he be able to get prosthetic ones?! Did Luceti even have that technology? He tries to pull up his pant legs to see the extent of the damage, but his fingers are so numb he just fumbles.
Thank god there's a conveniently placed journal nearby, right? ]
[ voice ]
M...
M-Masa...omi? Are you there? ...Frey-s-san, and Celt-t-ty-san, anyone?
...
I'm, I'm by the f-fountain. I... can't move.
SHOOPADOOP (...and it has to be shoopadoop)
[ a pause, studying him for a moment ]
...You didn't have to worry so much...
SHOOPADOOP ( y e s )
Eeeh~ maybe I don't.
SHOOPADOOP (ok)
Then... why?
SHOOPADOOP
[After that.]
SHOOPADOOP
Well, this was a bit more difficult than he thought. But what he did know was that if he wanted to prevent a repeat of what happened at home, there couldn't be any misunderstandings between them. And while Frey isn't as close as they are and certainly is no replacement for Anri, he's still a friend and Mikado wouldn't want him to get hurt because of this, either.
... ]
You know...
...
If there's anything wrong... you can tell me, right?
We are friends, after all...
SHOOPADOOP
Eeeeh~ of course we are, Mikado. The best of them, I wouldn't fail that test!
SHOOPADOOP
...He'll just give up for now.
But he doesn't acknowledge that last statement. He attempts a weak smile, though. ]
...I'm... I'm here, okay? I'm not mad, I'm just... worried.
SHOOPADOOP
He's not mad.
There's a visible shift in his body language more or less as soon as Mikado says that
which only happens because Masaomi's from before he fucked up in canon and thus what he needs to be forgiven for isn't so great that he couldn't trust Mikado's own lips jyskand he smirks into an honest smirk and then leaps to his feet in one quick movement, arching an eyebrow as he goes. He even laughs]Oooh~ But that's a reversal! No fair, Mikado!
SHOOPADOOP
Eh? Why?
SHOOPADOOP