[Private to Kurotsuchi || Hackable]
[Blood is smeared against the camera of the PCD, making it harder to discern the figure on the ground in front of it. Yuca's good arm is outstretched, holding onto the device, while his left is tucked against his chest, the splintered bone casting a rather ugly shape onto the skin.
It's dripping down his face, clotted and purpled around his nose and right eye especially, tinging his lips red and trailing from the corners of his his mouth.]
Kurotsuchi-
[Just the effort of turning on the PCD alone is enough to make him wish he were dead already.]
-angel. There's another- an-angel.
[He spits blood from his mouth, wincing and pressing the coordinate button on the side of the device.]
[x,y]
...Come get me, and I'll tell you all about him.
[[ooc: just after
this]]