17 [accidental video]

[fate_foretold]

[It's a relatively short video this time. Just a feed of another apartment... and a young man sitting on the floor, examining his bloody arm and side. His signature green jacket is stained to a dark brown with blood, full of holes where pieces of glass had pierced it. Guess who got caught in front of a window when they all blew out?]

S-Shit.

[He

Comments

[voice]

[medeating]

[her windows might not have been blown out, but she certainly heard it happen. There's an unsteady note in her voice, something subtle but dark, and almost knowing]

Jin?

[...there's almost a stutter, there. almost]

[voice]

[fate_foretold]

[There's a pretty long delay, about an hour or so, before she gets a reply.]

...W-What do you want?

[He sounds weak as hell, like he's freezing. He tries to keep his usual sour tone, but it's a half-hearted attempt at best.]

[voice]

[medeating]

[that hour wait worries her more than she'd like to admit, even if she had tried not to think about it]

...So you're still--

[bad idea]

--Is Takaya with you?

[she knew it'd be useless to tell him to get to a hospital, especially in this weather. She knew him better than to even think he'd be thrilled about the idea, regardless of his state. At least if Takaya was with him, it'd be...slightly reassuring, she supposed. ...Assuming he wasn't hurt too, at least]

[voice]

[fate_foretold]

He's here...

[He would die before he ever made it to the hospital. And it was unlikely that Takaya was too keen on having a doctor come around, either, even if they could get one to help them. So, not much had been done to treat his wounds, except for a few bandages.]

W-Why?

[Because there's no way she called just to ask about his health. Right?]

[voice]

[medeating]

[to hear him stutter like that...it was unsettling]

And he's....looking over you?

[it sounded so sappily concerned, that phrasing, and to attribute that kind of language to them...a part of her still recoiled at speaking like that. But how else could it be asked?]

[voice]

[fate_foretold]

[...It takes him a second to absorb what she's saying.]

Of course. -- W-we're fine.

[He sounds anything but fine. But what was he supposed to tell her? He couldn't very well ask for her help.]

[voice]

[medeating]

Right.

[of course, she knows it's a lie. Silence. It...probably wasn't best to. Distract him. Or something like that. It's too late for the words she says, but...]

....Be careful.

[voice]

[fate_foretold]

Y-Yeah.

[Jin was just glad that that had been enough to appease her. It was hard enough to have a conversation with her on a good day, if he was completely honest with himself. He shuts the comm off, going back to resting... and freezing.]