Chapitre 009 ; [Accidental Video Post]
[Somehow without his notice, the video function of Syaoran's communicator has been switched ON. The image is static-y and only shows black when it clears as if it's being covered. There is no sound save for quiet, shaky breathing and a distant drip drip drip noise in the background.]
This should'nt have-... I couldn't... [do anything? save any of them? of course he couldn't poor boy soooob he's going to be traumatized forever but this boy still has things to do so; Movement, the shuffle of clothing and the fwip of a cloak as his footsteps near the drip drip drip noise. He bends down and in a need to free his hands puts down the comm. What once was blocked by a gloved hand, shows up v. clear. And it's not a pretty sight...
It's the figure of a man, a certain green-haired pirate swordsman. His body is in two, sliced straight through the torso. Guts, blood and other bits everrrrrrywhere. His mouth and chin and shit are covered in blood since he coughed up a lot of it. The communicator is all bloodied by his face. all of his swords are unsheathed - one is still in his hand, the hilt of one by his face next to his communicator, and the other is a few feet away, perpendicularish to his other hand. He's wearing his srs business bandanna even though it's probably all bloody now.]
I'm sorry, Zoro-san. I should have stayed with you and Sanji-san... I should have... [But if he did maybe he would've died with them...That's a harsh reality to be thinking of now and he feels guilty for it. He looks guilty for it as his eyes close and he reaches out to shut the eyes of the swordsman.
Yeah...After that's done, he's just going to sit there and be quiet for a long while.
...He doesn't even know his communicator is on. Poor, poor boy.]
This should'nt have-... I couldn't... [do anything? save any of them? of course he couldn't poor boy soooob he's going to be traumatized forever but this boy still has things to do so; Movement, the shuffle of clothing and the fwip of a cloak as his footsteps near the drip drip drip noise. He bends down and in a need to free his hands puts down the comm. What once was blocked by a gloved hand, shows up v. clear. And it's not a pretty sight...
It's the figure of a man, a certain green-haired pirate swordsman. His body is in two, sliced straight through the torso. Guts, blood and other bits everrrrrrywhere. His mouth and chin and shit are covered in blood since he coughed up a lot of it. The communicator is all bloodied by his face. all of his swords are unsheathed - one is still in his hand, the hilt of one by his face next to his communicator, and the other is a few feet away, perpendicularish to his other hand. He's wearing his srs business bandanna even though it's probably all bloody now.]
I'm sorry, Zoro-san. I should have stayed with you and Sanji-san... I should have... [But if he did maybe he would've died with them...That's a harsh reality to be thinking of now and he feels guilty for it. He looks guilty for it as his eyes close and he reaches out to shut the eyes of the swordsman.
Yeah...After that's done, he's just going to sit there and be quiet for a long while.
...He doesn't even know his communicator is on. Poor, poor boy.]