[ Blood. Lots of it actually. And even though it’s dark, there isn’t something quite right about that blood. It’s dark -too dark- and thick, clinging to the thick cream colored material that flows to the ground from the torso the blood originated from. ]
Driretlan. Driretlan! Come to my aid. Do as I have asked!
[ There’s pain in those words, and
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[ The words are harsh, but only because the raspy breaths she takes, fingers outstretched, picking up the device to cradle limply in one hand, resting in her lap ]
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Or maybe that brat likes that kind of thing.
There's a doctor. Kiriko. At the apartments. He'll help you out.
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