[Voice/Action]

[mikangirl]

[There's a soft thud of a journal hitting the ground, which is pretty much what sets it recording.  It's landed open face down; nothing to see on it but snow.  Then there's a second thud, and a faint scrabbling sound.  Pause.  Another scrabble and the journal shifts slightly on the ground, before there's a soft, high sound of distress nearby

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[voice //filtered]

[sniperkingftw]

N-Nami! [He is flailing, Nami, flailing because oh-em-effing-gee YOU'RE ALIVE this is CLEARLY NOT THE BEST TIME FOR ILLNESS. WHAT DOES HE DO?]

Where are you? Are you okay? Do you- do you have shoes? Is anyone coming for you yet?

[voice //filtered]

[mikangirl]

Sanji-kun said he was coming. I'm east. And n-no, I don't have shoes. [Laughing a little. Do we ever?] I'm lucky I'm even dressed.

[voice //filtered]

[sniperkingftw]

R...right. Of course they didn't give you any, that would have made sense. [He'd mention how okay, he'll just get things ready here since hell if Sanji's gonna let something happen to you, but BTW.]

...and you're not okay.

[voice //filtered]

[mikangirl]

[...]

Th-they broke my --

[...]

Hi, Kefka.

[voice //filtered]

[sniperkingftw]

[Broke WHAT. BROKE WH-]

[...]

[If he can take a leaf out of Sanji's book:]

Shit. [That's him scrambling for ammunition and he'll be on the roof now kthnx. You'll likely not hear him, but still.] D-don't worry. You'll be fine.

[voice //filtered]

[mikangirl]

[Not answering, talking to the psycho clown. Terrified for life. D:]