⑤ - Action/Voice

[penstabby]

[ 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.

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[dragons-peak.livejournal.com]

[ Ooh wow, he's only ever seen her motorcycle so his eyes widen in awe at the sight. Dullahans are pretty fly, man.

Though he feels bad that Frey's magic didn't work; he turns to face him. ] S-Sorry, Frey-san...

[falenandawn]

I should be the one apologizing. I don't know much more then healing magic, I'm afraid. [He'll wave and turn to follow Kida.] I'll go with Kida. Take care of him, Ms. Celty.

[generalflirt]

[ :| FINE. They'll go together, but Masaomi isn't happy. In fact, he's going to straight up cut through the woods to go in a direct line. And try not to talk]

[gan-ceann.livejournal.com]

[Celty meanwhile is galloping ahead (after giving Mikado a shadow-helmet. Can't be too safety conscious.) When the other boys arrive they'll find Shooter just chilling outside the building.]

[dragons-peak.livejournal.com]

[ Wow, that was fast. First time in contact with a horse and buggy and it did not disappoint. Seems that they beat them though by a good bit, though so all there is left is to wait...

Sitting in awkward silence isn't his idea of a wait though. He pulls up the blankets tighter around him. At least he's warmed up quite a bit now. ]

Um, Celty-san...?

[gan-ceann.livejournal.com]

[Celty, who is sitting beside his bed now while they wait for a doctor, and is missing Shinra more than usual at the moment, immediately perks up and holds out the phone.]

[dragons-peak.livejournal.com]

[ His eyes glance over to the phone and then look around, not exactly sure where to look before he decides to stare at his lap.

He's a bit hesitant before he asks... ]

Was... ...Is, is Masaomi okay?

[gan-ceann.livejournal.com]

[...her shoulders slump a little.]

[dragons-peak.livejournal.com]

Ah... [ He figured as much. It's normal to worry about a friend that's been kidnapped right? But something nagging in the back of his head suggests that it didn't have to be that extent... ]

...Was he like that the entire time?

[gan-ceann.livejournal.com]

[meaning the battle dome itself not the medical center]

[dragons-peak.livejournal.com]

[ He's looking at Celty for this, and after she's done he hangs his head again. Ah.... what to do about this.

But it is not the time to be moping! He's back now. Mikado lifts his head and offers a meek smile to her. ] I'm sure, it'll be okay. When we're back at the apartment, I'll be sure to talk to him.

[gan-ceann.livejournal.com]

[that's right Mikado, think positive.]

[dragons-peak.livejournal.com]

And you... and Frey-san, too. [ he kinda slumps here ] I'm really sorry if I worried anyone too much. [ He still doesn't understand why him, he didn't even have the information they were interrogating him for. ]

[deathsdoctor]

[And soundlessly rounding the corner and pausing (because man, he didn't hear you two come in and his hearing is superb) is this man, smiling faintly and bundled up for the cold - large nodachi casually carried over one shoulder. Shadowed eyes and a stiffled yawn - tired - before all signs of fatigue disappears and he is instantly alert.

That smile disappears. The lips thin. The sword is placed against the wall with speed and care, and he is moving forward in the same breath, eyes raking over the boy that is in the bed with obvious professional assessment.]

What happened here?

[falenandawn]

[Too bad, Kida, because you're acting ridiculous.] Mikado's back.

[generalflirt]

Aaah~? I noticed, Frey. [No really, do you think he's blind or what]

[falenandawn]

Then why are you continuing to act like this? [No, he thinks you're childish.]

[generalflirt]

Eeeh... I'm not acting like anything in particular, really.

[falenandawn]

Liar.

You were glaring at Mr. Kennedy.

[generalflirt]

We didn't know Kennedy-san. [Why would we trust him? Eyebrow... arch] Unless you did?

[falenandawn]

No. But he was trying to help, and you just made him uncomfortable.

[generalflirt]

Eeeh~ Then we can apologize later. It's No Problem. [He even shrugs here, putting a grin on his face]

[falenandawn]

......No, it is.

Mikado is here, and needs your help right now, and you aren't doing anything that will help. Getting angry and... [He looks for a word to put this as nicely as possible.] passive aggressive. [Insane.] Won’t help him. You’ll only worry him.

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[generalflirt]

[And he stops walking...]

[generalflirt]

[Tuuuurn the head, and a glare]

We're taking him to a doctor, Frey. All I can do is make so that it will never happen again.