Array 118 [Video]

[bloodseal_soul]

[He hasn't bathed today. His hair's down, falling around his face, and he's leaning back against a wall in the hallway, staring at the wall opposite, tracks of tears down his cheeks. It's like he's forgotten even to breathe, all of him unnaturally still, like a photograph... if the tears weren't moving, dripping steadily from unblinking eyes onto

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[2ndltjeanhavoc]

'ey ...
Alphonse?

Alphonse what's goin' on?

[bloodseal_soul]

[Jean's voice seems to break through the shroud of blankness somehow, making it through to his muddled brain. At least he seems to hear his voice, eyes flickering back and forth, head just barely moving, searching for the source.]

[2ndltjeanhavoc]

Over here, Alphonse. Keep lookin' around I'm over here on the PCD, what's going on there? Snap out of it!

[bloodseal_soul]

[Possible false alarm. He just, keeps looking, but can't seem to understand.]

I'm gonna use that Trisha got there for his excuse to feel like someone's on the ball lol

[2ndltjeanhavoc]

...No, Alphonse.
Gaw'ddamnit.. Alphonse.

:|b

[bloodseal_soul]

[He expression changes just a little, becoming confused, curious.]

[2ndltjeanhavoc]

Alphonse c'mon, you gotta snap out of it
Whatever it is...

[bloodseal_soul]

[His eyes dim a little bit again, and he starts to still, fingers closing.]

[2ndltjeanhavoc]

Shit, Alphonse!
Alphonse don't you go foggin' off! What the hell are you lookin' at kid!?

[bloodseal_soul]

[His eyes open again, and he shifts slightly, reaching out to touch the floor. He can't tell him. Too much energy.]