[VIDEO/TEXT] ☠ Heartful Cry

[nightprince]

[ FILTERED TO ALL THE TROLLS, EXCEPT GAMZEE, AND MINATO + MINAKO ARISATO ;; UNHACKABLE ]

[ The video feed clicks on, and all that can be seen is a dark alleyway. The SFC is covered in black and blue, and slightly cracked. It was damaged during a scuffle, one he barely got out of alive. All that can be heard are muffled, quiet sobs.

After a few minutes, Ryoji composes himself. His arm had been injured, and it was painful to breathe right now. Around his neck was a deep, red mark, from his own scarf, which was gone (currently on a psychotic killer clown), and he had cuts all over. Everything was bleeding pretty badly, including a hit he got from a club to the skull which broke the skin. Luckily, being as resilient as he is, it hasn't cracked his head open. Still, black blood was coming from him at this point.

Anyone who'd enter the alleyway he'd found himself at would notice a trail of blue and black. He... was afraid, that at any moment, Gamzee would come back to follow him. But he hadn't stuck around when he got ahold of Vriska's body and slipped his scarf to know if he'd chased him; he just got out of there as fast as his human form's legs would carry him. He was too exhausted to even change to his Thanatos form at this point, so he couldn't do anything about it.

Finally, after a little while, the cracked SFC's feed cuts and a text appears: ]

....... i... minato. are you awake?

the rest of you... G-Gamzee-san. hes... hes lost it. hes gone crazy. he attacked me, and... Vriska is... shes...... i dont... think i can... please... be careful. |

[ And with that, the message ends. ]

(( OOC: Dated to about nine or so minutes after this log, and these threads, which aren't FINISHED yet, but yeah. Posting this early. Also, yes, please, only Minato is going to find him; so IM or Plurk me if you really want to respond/want in. Akihiko, obviously, can jump in if he wants later, same with Minako, when Ryoji is probably brought back to the dorms... eventually. ))

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[messianic]

[Minato had already noticed something was wrong when his SFC clicks on.

After all, Ryoji is never gone from his side for long periods of time, and when he went to see if he wanted dinner--there had been no answer. An empty room, and the fact that Ryoji hadn't told him he was going somewhere?

...Something was definitely wrong.

And then his SFC turns on, confirming his worst fears. Minato can only watch the video feed, stare at the injuries and the horrified, terrified look on Ryoji's face.

Someone had done this to him. Someone had hurt Ryoji--and who would do such a thing? Who could do such a thing? Ryoji...was the kindest soul a person could meet; he would never hurt someone purposefully. And yet...someone had hurt him.

...And it fills him with a cold sort of fury, that someone would do this to his dear friend when he never, ever deserved such a thing.]

[2/2 - Video]

[messianic]

[But it is like a bucket of cold water thrown on him when the text comes through. Ryoji needs his help. It doesn't matter who or what happened, not right now, because right now all that matters is that he helps the friend who right now needs his help.

Text is too informal, though from the marks he can guess why Ryoji used it. Those markings...around his neck--and the lack of a scarf. None of it misses Minato's attention, not with how intently he had been watching that video delivered to him.

But he needs to reassure Ryoji, to speak with him, to do something until he can get to where he is, so he is moving even as he clicks on the video feed. His voice is calm--if cold, steely--and his expression is near unreadable. He has to stay calm, for Ryoji's sake, and that...that is something he can do.

For Ryoji.]

Ryoji. I'm right here. Where are you?

[A slight pause and he shakes his head.]

Don't talk. Text me your location, alright?

[text - filtered to Minato]

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[video/actionidk - filtered to Ryoji]

[messianic]

[A short breath, not quite a sigh, and he nods.]

I'll be right there.

[And what he wouldn't give for Fuuka to be able to tell him right where Ryoji is so he wouldn't have any sort of delay--that option isn't there, and so he disregards that and does something more productive, grabbing a sword after a moment's thought and then hurrying out the door.

...He doesn't want to ask, not yet. It isn't important what happened; he can guess from the information that was given. At the same time, he doesn't want to cut the line, because most important right now? The contact. And so he repeats himself, quietly, as he runs to the carnival and begins to search through alleys.]

I'll be right there.

[Action!]

[derparcana.livejournal.com]

[ ... When Minato finally does run across him, it won't be hard to notice a trail of blood. Not droplets, but a truly long smear of cerulean blood, mixed in with lots of black blood in between, dragging all the way in a sort of half-limp towards a dark corner near the exit of the carnival.

Within view of the blood all over the ticket booth, and where everyone there had died.

There's no words, no sounds... but if you listen closely, you can probably hear quiet sobbing. The same as what's coming from the communicator. ]

[Action forever and ever][1/2]

[messianic]

[He notices quickly, expression tightening at the sight of all of that blood. He follows it, clicking off the SFC and dropping it into a pocket when he is close enough to finally, finally have found Ryoji.

The video was truly no preparation for the sight he is confronted with, and he pauses for a moment, eyes widening.

A whisper--]

Ryoji...

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[messianic]

[And he shakes himself out of it and strides forward, making no effort to hide his footsteps; he doesn't want to surprise Ryoji in the state he is in, after all.

He steps closer and then he kneels beside him, heedless of the blood coating his pants.

And he reaches out with a hand, reaches out to Ryoji's shoulder.]

...I'm here.

[...A glance to Vriska. He...can tell when someone is dead, and it hurts; he was just serving her that odd troll drink just a few weeks ago, wasn't he? She had mentioned sailing the seas, and the excitement she had for exploring had been clear.

...He can only imagine how Ryoji must be feeling, having been even closer. ...It's a similar feeling to when Shinjiro-senpai died, only this...troll or not, she was clearly young.

...Whoever had done this--Gamzee--would get what was coming to him. But for now...he simply reaches out to his friend, to provide the support the other clearly needs.]

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[ ... At first, he startles slightly anyway, looking up. Is it Gamzee, who's come back to finish what he started? ]

[text] Forward-dated to the day she wakes up....

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[text] same same. probably assuming he's healing by now, fff

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[ ... Ahhhhh. ]

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[Action] After he's been brought back to the dorm

[derparcana.livejournal.com]

[ And they... stumble into the dorm, Ryoji torn up and Minato helping him to a chair, getting him some water, off to go find a first aid kid.

It's... a good thing his wounds have stopped bleeding, because he is COATED in black and blue blood at this point. Bother? Wonder wtf is going on in the dorm and why this kid just limped in with all this blood?

The smell is probably pungent, still. ]

[messianic]

[Of course, Minato is doing the absolute best he can to tend to him. He returns with a first aid kit, setting it at the table, and pauses to make a cup of green tea--with a healthy amount of honey. That he'll leave on the table beside him to cool as he crouches before Ryoji, opening the first aid kit, and then pausing.

...inward sigh.]

Do you know where you're most badly injured?

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[ He points to his neck, then his ribs. ]

It's... mostly... [ A breath, and a wince. ] Internal. I... don't think you could... do much.

[messianic]

[...Ah, and there it is. That feeling of helplessness. He can't...really do much for Ryoji right now, and he hates that. He isn't used to not being able to help at all--

A nod, and he pulls a cloth from the kit, stepping over to the sink to dampen it with warm water.]

...Then we'll have to find a doctor even sooner.

[Not Alpha though. He doesn't trust Alpha at all, all things considered. And he crouches before Ryoji again, and, expression calm, if sad. And he reaches out and gently wipes away some of the blood on the other's cheek, shaking his head slowly.]

...Ryoji-kun...getting yourself hurt like this will make people sad.

[derparcana.livejournal.com]

[ ... ]

I didn't... think he'd...

[ A long pause as he just... struggles to breathe. ] Gamzee... was a really nice guy. Not... like him at all.

I don't know what-- [ Another wince, from the pain. ] --happened.

[messianic]

[He pauses, sitting back on his heels, and looking for a brief moment down at the already bloody washcloth. Hm.

And he reaches for the now cooled tea, setting it beside Ryoji. It won't do much--nothing he has done tonight has done much--but at least it's there. It's really the least he can do.

And then he stands to clean off the washcloth and start again.]

...I don't know either, though I am sure we'll be able to find out.

[Or rather, he will. He would be making some calls, and perhaps some visits, soon, he was sure. ...but for now--]

Effy-san called; she said she was happy to know that you are still here, and would like to see you soon.

[Pause. Consider.]

Perhaps when you're better, we can all spend some time together again.

[And he returns, washcloth clean and a large bowl of warm water now in his hands. This will take some time, he supposes.]

action; SHENANIGANS

[akihikos.livejournal.com]

[Akihiko's come down for some water, but there's something familiar -- something smells ... odd. Metallic.

Blood? Blood...!

His eyes dart over to movement, realizing it's Ryoji and Minato. It doesn't take him long to realize that something very wrong has just happened, and Ryoji is in trouble. Adrenaline pumping, he makes his way over to Ryoji calmly, but his words are anything but.]

Ryoji! What the hell happened to you?

[Now taking a closer look and ...]

You're -- we need to get you to a hospital.

action forever! ALSO YES, SO MANY OF THEM

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[ He winces tiredly. The blood on him is cerulean-colored and also black, but there is definitely no mistaking the smell of the substance. Shadow, troll, or otherwise. ]

I'll... I'll be okay, Senpai.

[ His chest was injured the most badly. Some broken ribs, possibly a lot of bruising, and Gamzee had severely injured him earlier in the wrist, it was... possibly at least sprained, or worse. And it was difficult to breathe, let along talk, since he was just about strangled to death by his own scarf.

There is, at least, no mistaking a ligature mark. ]

FREAKS OUT

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[Akihiko takes a deep breath, looking Ryoji over.]

Do you think I could remove your shirt to see what else happened?

[The blood was distracting and may or may not things look worse. He was hoping there was nothing too bad, but it was unlikely, with the state that he was in.]

SENPAI DON'T FREAK OUT

[derparcana.livejournal.com]

[ ... Sob. This is so embarrassing, but when he tries? Yeaaah, he can't. His ribs are hurt pretty badly, along with his wrist.

So he just... winces, and shakes his head, gritting his teeth. ]

... Pretty... sure something's... broken.

CAN'T HELP IT

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[He gives a bit of a huff before looking around for some first aid -- it's better to take care of things first and then ask questions.

Yeah, this is Akihiko, rummaging around everywhere for bandages or something to help and ... success! Bandages are found! So he walks back over to Ryoji, kneeling down in front of him to get a better look.]

It's either me or the hospital, Ryoji.