May 09, 2010 13:00
[ video feed - on ]
[ it's dark. There is nothing to be seen, but it's a kind of weird purplish-red tinted darkness instead of pure black, a strip of white off to the side of the screen. oh hai, he's got the communicator held just that tightly in his hand. Did he notice turning it on? Nope. Oh well. The sound is kind of muffled, but still audible. ]
M-mom--
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I-I know, I'm sorry...
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I'm not..I told you that I wasn't going anywhere. I'm not going to leave you alone.
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You don't... She doesn't mean it. I know, mother. I'm the only one that can become "Ritsuka", after all...
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--wait, mom, where.. Where are you going?! Don't..don't you leave me, too--
Mom!
[ Footsteps, running, and then a short cry, and it goes flying. Clatter clatter, and all that's visible is cloudy skies. Stationary then, no other sounds, and the feed times out. ]
[ video feed - off ]
[ooc; He tripped. Whether it was falling down the stairs or not, I've yet to decide, buuut. fff /goes back to homework ]
get out mah heeeaaad chahles,
i'm sorry,
oh lol,
ow.,
i don't want to think about this,
how appropriate,
what the hell is going on?,
!curse day: affected,
mother's day,
!video