Ngh... [Sniffle. Someone's a bit congested, but he's going to deny it.]

This crap again... never got this crap at home...

Uh... head's too freakin' cloudy to sleep... [Siiiigh.] Anyone know how to make weapons? I'm still looking for one.

[It starts off kind of shaky, since Seifer's trying to juggle that and the unconscious body known as crystal-eyed across the snow. Neither of them look in good shape, but apparently the victor of a long, drawn-out fight has managed to bring his fallen opponent to the hospital.

Seifer sighs.YO, DOCS. Any of you awake? Got a kid here, he needs help... he ( Read more... )