Twenty-Fifth (Fading) Spark! [audio]

[empyreanistic]

--the war.

[It's Alfred's voice, trailing off like he's been forced. For a moment, all that can be heard is sobbing, ragged breaths, not crying but certainly full of pain. There's the horrible scrape of fingernails on metal, scrabbling--]

OKAY?! Are you happy?! I fucking-- I give up. I-I lost, I can't save everyone, I can barely save myself, I'm a

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[Audio]

[bucky_cap]

[Bucky's already on his way as he turns the audio on. He sounds worried, of course - why wouldn't he be? He hasn't heard from him all week and now this...]

Alfred? Alfred are you okay? I'm coming.

[Audio]

[empyreanistic]

In my room. [Alfred's breath sounds just as ragged, just as pained. Bucky will find him collapsed on the floor in a pile of limbs he can't move, all of them at odd angles, out of their sockets. There's nothing there to indicate what he was being held on-- it's gone already]

[In person]

[bucky_cap]

[He doesn't bother to say anything else, just barges into the room. He's a soldier, Alfred isn't the first person he's ever seen messed up and broken like this, but it never gets easier.] Shit. I- shit. [His limbs are dislocated, that's easy enough to see, but he isn't a doctor and his first aid skills aren't the best. Still, he'll do what he can.

His hands are gentle as he kneels by Alfred and attempts to ease him into a slightly more comfortable position.] It's gonna be okay, pal, we'll get you a medic...

[In person]

[empyreanistic]

What did you hear? [It's the first thing he asks, and it's also clear that his skin is dry and he's thin, now that he's turned over. Alfred has barely been able to drink, given the bare minimum to live, and he can't move himself at all. It's a complete lack of freedom, what they've done to him] How-- [He coughs, doubling in on himself a little] How much got recorded?

[Audio]

[rogersthat]

..Alfred? Do you need company? [It would be dumb to ask if he's okay honestly. But he's worried about the other.]

[Audio]

[empyreanistic]

Someone putting my arms back would be nice too.

[Audio]

[rogersthat]

I think Bucky already left the room to come help you. [A pause.] I...wouldn't be that much of help anyways.

[Audio]

[empyreanistic]

You totally would don't even. I-- ow, fuck, ow. [Yeah. He tried to move. That was not a good idea]

[star_charm]

Do you still need a healer?

because DERP CAN'T TAG MYSELF~~~ ♪

[empyreanistic]

Y....yeah, that'd be awesome.

[Video] After Bucky?

[artemisaim]

[Hey Alfred, guess who looks extremely worried] Alfred. Did someone come help you already? Do you need anything? Maybe some water?

[Video] suuuure~

[empyreanistic]

Yeah, I got healers and stuff. [Granted he still looks very pale and very thin, but he's in bed and his shoulders are bandaged up and he's been ordered to stay in bed, no less. Which will be hard] You're okay? Right?

[Video]

[artemisaim]

Good. You look like you need to eat though. How long were you in there? [Well. At least he's alive] Yeah, I'm okay. They sent me through a maze of blades and barbed wire. I got a little cut up but I'm okay besides that.

[Video]

[empyreanistic]

Since Sunday. Reset. ....I think. [But his face twists in guilt and sympathy] A little- you got healed, right? God.

voice;

[denyamenti]

So it's clearer now, what the stakes are. Don't you agree?

voice;

[empyreanistic]

Dude, I know what the stakes are. The hell happened to you?

Re: voice;

[denyamenti]

You asked me what the stakes were before. I thought now would be appropriate to answer.

[ appropriate nothing, he's just being a troll ]

Happened? Little of interest.

voice;

[empyreanistic]

Your sense of timing is shit, dude.