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mallowhallow2013-03-14 03:09 am
insufficient_half) wrote in mallowhallow2013-03-14 03:09 am
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.†. [1st] N i g h t .†. [ accidental video/action > astralfield & various locations ]
[ The video feed only turns on briefly as a figure shuffles in their sheets, allowing the device to be knocked off the edge of his bed. The soft sound woke up the sleeping teen, as he opened his eyes staring up at the ceiling. The white ceiling reminded him of the many times he had to visit the doctor's office for something that would never heal with medicine. He didn't know how many days he's been out, but it seems like he was far from death as he originally assumed. The sheets gets moved as he sits, up gingerly feeling the area where he was originally injured and flinched, knowing it still had a long way to go, but at least he was able to move without bleeding to death.
Pushing off the rest of the sheets, he examined himself and found nothing else but the dressed wound. His clothes might had been changed at some point, he wasn't sure when but the blood covered shirt and coat were no longer there. Slipping on his shoes, he took a few shaky steps towards the door. Leaving now seemed a lot easier than later, seeing he had not reason to stick around here much longer because he wasn't so severely injured. The pain was still there but it wasn't entirely hard to walk off with them. He noticed the device on the floor, remembering it to have been in his pocket when he arrived in this world. ]
An annoyance aren't you? [ but it might be useful for the future, so he picked it up unaware of its recording. ] I suppose it will have a use.
[ A silent comment before he moved towards the door, he locates a hallway. Strange enough, he didn't see his brother, but it wouldn't last too long, anyhow. It seemed like death slapped him in the face and then left him there to recuperate. The feeling of being useless and weak came to his mind, bitter look grazed his delicate features before propping himself straight and walking off, with the expressionless face. What he wanted was answers, and recuperating wasn't going to do much for him. Eventually the feed cuts. ]
Pushing off the rest of the sheets, he examined himself and found nothing else but the dressed wound. His clothes might had been changed at some point, he wasn't sure when but the blood covered shirt and coat were no longer there. Slipping on his shoes, he took a few shaky steps towards the door. Leaving now seemed a lot easier than later, seeing he had not reason to stick around here much longer because he wasn't so severely injured. The pain was still there but it wasn't entirely hard to walk off with them. He noticed the device on the floor, remembering it to have been in his pocket when he arrived in this world. ]
An annoyance aren't you? [ but it might be useful for the future, so he picked it up unaware of its recording. ] I suppose it will have a use.
[ A silent comment before he moved towards the door, he locates a hallway. Strange enough, he didn't see his brother, but it wouldn't last too long, anyhow. It seemed like death slapped him in the face and then left him there to recuperate. The feeling of being useless and weak came to his mind, bitter look grazed his delicate features before propping himself straight and walking off, with the expressionless face. What he wanted was answers, and recuperating wasn't going to do much for him. Eventually the feed cuts. ]