maskormenace | Capsule 006 💊 (Video) [Locked from Tetsuo]

[It's late at night, well past 11pm when the feed clicks on. At first it doesn't look like anything, a bunch of blackness with one bright light in the distance. It looks like a lamppost...or what's left of one. It seems to have been literally broken in half by impact alone, the metal completely snapped instead of bent, the upper half lying on the sidewalk and facing up. Sparks fly from the base of it, the cord obviously cut there when it was snapped. Whatever hit it...well, it had to be going at an incredible speed.

But the feed turns, towards a closer, brighter lamppost that seems to be intact, Kaneda sitting in front of it on the sidewalk.

Well, you look like you've seen better days, buddy.

He doesn't say anything at first, more so trying to catch his breath as a hand reaches up to his head. Face contorting into a wince as his fingers rake through his hair. When his gloved hand comes out, he looks at it as if he just found a gross bug.

Blood. Even better.]

Dammit.

[Whatever mirth he had in his voice earlier that night from the comm is gone, and the glitter in his eyes is lost. Oh yeah, he was recording, wasn't he. Those eyes turn towards the screen, away from the broken lamppost that he was seemingly fixated on. His voice is low, and some of his words are a little slurred as he tries to make a coherent sentence.]

Don't care who it is, but I need a healer. Or a way back.

[He's not too far from the house, but walking is just not happening.]

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Kaneda!

Is another healer already coming, and- what happened?

[He's silent for a moment, trying to recollect what the hell just happened himself. Blinking a few times to try and keep himself focused because...that's pretty hard right now.]

I hit a lamppost.

[With some help from an angry psychic.]

Healing would be great.

I'll be there as soon as I can. Just hold on!

I'll be waiting.

[There's a soft uptone in his voice at that, hand instinctively running through his hair again, only to...yep. Get that same pain he got the first time.

Damn.

His eyes shift to the lamppost down the street, seemingly fixated on it.]

[Sabriel is cheerfully disregarding most traffic laws tonight- particularly speed limits. Her car pulls up next to Kaneda, and she leaps out, already reaching into the Charter as she assesses his injuries, letting one of her hands strays to his head.]

Kaneda, do you feel dizzy? How well can you remember what happened?

[Because if he has a concussion... Sabriel has faith in her spells, but if they don't work...]

[Kaneda's eyes widen as the car approaches--it's a hover car, from the sound of it. He'd already gotten an ear for the difference between the two. So when it stops, his brows raise as he leans up, momentarily awake as Sabriel gets out.

What a welcoming sign that was.

He keeps sitting, letting her kneel down by him and inspect him with little to no issue.]

A little...like my brains on backwards.

[The bleeding's there, but its much slower than it was when he first contacted the network, so it is clotting. His head doesn't move, letting her do whatever she needs with that hand, closing his eyes a moment before they flutter back open.]

Stupid asshole had a tantrum.

All right, try not to move. I'll try to heal what I can. [Sabriel thinks back, tracing through chains of marks that she hasn't had to use for a while, wrapping them around his head like a luminescent bandage.]

Kaneda, whoever did this, they'll answer for it. [And Sabriel already has her own (incorrect) ideas about who was responsible.]

[Kaneda holds still, closing his eyes as her magic starts to wrap around his head, feeling the soothing relief of it and trying not to doze off. It's hard not to smile, though. It felt nice.]

...

[Oh right, conversation.]

He's probably long gone by now.

[And as much faith as he has in Sabriel, Tetsuo's dangerous when cornered. His hand reaches up to feel where the Charter magic had done its work.]

Capsule 006 💊 (Video) [Locked from Tetsuo]

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