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Seventy-Fifth Cross [Accidental Video]
BZZZT!
[Weird thing is, it's been just barely over two weeks since he last used it. He's still covered in blood, the dark previously-liquid substance dried and somewhat caking from his skin, completely soaked into his clothes. Because he did not actually go home until today.
A shaky hand grabs the device and he looks at it, blood red eyes staring at the device, as if he didn't see it at all.
Barely a few seconds later, his eyes narrow and his lips purse together and turn into a small scowl.]
Ow.
[Weird thing is, it's been just barely over two weeks since he last used it. He's still covered in blood, the dark previously-liquid substance dried and somewhat caking from his skin, completely soaked into his clothes. Because he did not actually go home until today.
A shaky hand grabs the device and he looks at it, blood red eyes staring at the device, as if he didn't see it at all.
Barely a few seconds later, his eyes narrow and his lips purse together and turn into a small scowl.]
Ow.
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[Husbando, your waifu has been worried sick about you. And not like she needs to use her communicator since she's just in her room, but her communicator's right next to her...
She'll be rushing out of her room soon.]
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[He rubs idly at his cheek, looking at the device. It's working, yep...]
Rika, I'm... hungry.
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[After she switches off her device, she comes flying out of her room to meet him. She would be crying and hugging him but taking care of him first is the first priority.]
Cecil... have a seat and wait a little bit, alright? [She turns and calls out to the rest of the apartment.] Hanyuu, Satoko! Are you two home? Could one of you prepare something to eat in the kitchen?
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Rika, if you keep eating we won't have enough food fo-- [She sees bloody kid sitting down. Kid, in blood. Trembling as she steps back. Oh god, she might get a nightmare.]
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But his are so gross... blood's caked between his fingers, underneath his nails, and it's kind of ugly to look at. Though as he hears Satoko's voice, he turns and looks at her. Why did she stop?]
Are you alright?
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[Unlike Satoko, she doesn't shrink back at the sight of all of it, but looks over him with concern. Despite all the blood, she would still allow him to touch her hands... but she's more focused him fed and cleaned up quickly.]
...Sa, Satoko. Calm down.
[She takes a step in front of Satoko, gently placing her hands on her arms to give her some reassurance. For a moment, she had forgotten the fact that Satoko just returned to Discedo and was lacking her memory of it. She wouldn't remember Cecil since she was a Satoko from a different lifetime...]
He's... he's a friend and he needs our help right now... I'll explain later. Can you please go into the kitchen and make something for him while I prepare the bath?
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Okay... [She didn't know what to respond to Cecil at the time. Before entering the kitchen, she looked back at Cecil and Rika again. If Rika is calm about this, she should be too right?]
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It's alright, Rika.
[He shakes his head, blinking his eyes twice to assure that he's still conscious. And with that, he turns around and starts walking towards the kitchen--trudging, mostly.]
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[She leaves in the opposite direction to do just that, rushing to the bathroom to switch on the faucet and back out to Cecil's room. The water for the apartments was cold, but it was better than nothing. As soon as she has everything prepared, she'll go running back out to the kitchen to check on both Satoko and Cecil.]
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W-What are you doing? It's not ready yet.
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She walks over to Cecil and kneels down on the floor, holding out the rag to wipe off his face.]
...Cecil, you should use a chair.
[She'd rather have him sit on the chair and mess it up. They could clean it later.]
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[After warming something up, Satoko grabs a plate and adds the finishing touches.]
It's almost done, you should wash your hands and face at least.
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[Sighing, Rika follows Cecil to his seat, just to clean off his face a little more with the rag. She'll have to save her questions for him until after he rests up. Such a lucky boy has two girls helping him...]
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Slowly.]
Thank... you both...
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Are you hurt though?
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I just returned home. I'll clean up soon.
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What happened with that? Were we just gone?
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Then everyone came back covered in blood and really confused.
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It was a ridiculous waste of time if you ask me.
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What happened in there?
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It was just a void of blood and darkness... perhaps meant for us to lose our minds, but I'm sure I've felt much worse.
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So we don't know who did it yet, do we? Do you think the Sorcerers did it?
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Sorcerers... meaning the scientists, correct? It... may have been, but I'm not sure.
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Oh, yeah that's what they're called. Well maybe some of the others will know?