| The Twenty Eighth Aura • Video |
[ - Forward Dated To Saturday Morning | Filtered From Bubbles - ]
[There's a stillness that fills the room as the PCD turns on, the camera aimed directly at the bed located in a room at the clinic. The sheets are stained and bloody, an obvious sign that someone who had been gravely hurt had once laid there. However hurt they might have once been, they no longer lay there, even if their impression is still etched into the sheets. The calmness remains, and for a short time, it appears as if this is all the camera is going to take in. Just this room with it's missing occupant.
Footsteps sound off to the side, however, and soon enough the person who is meant to be in this room, in this bed, appears, dropping a set of bloody rags onto the bed. Shirtless, it's easy to see the extent of the wounds he suffered. There's a long, thick scar on his chest, over his heart, the matching of coming out beside his shoulder blade. There's a series of long, thin scars across his stomach, once deep and now healed. There are various other small cuts that remain unhealed. One under his collar bone and another on his forehead. There are two short, thin cuts across his left cheek, and he lifts a hand to wipe at them, sighing when nothing but dried blood transfers onto his hand.
He disappears once more, and when he returns, it's with bandages on his remaining wounds, the ones on his cheek and forehead healed. Basically, unless he was gonna die from it or it was on that pretty face of his? He basically cleaned it, bandaged it and left it at that. He's wearing a pair of jeans along with a top, the clothes he had once worn now torn and bloody almost beyond repair. Leaning down, bright green eyes meet the blinking red light of the PCD and he smirks. Picking it up, he carries it with him as he goes over to the bed, the camera focused on his face.]
Two things.
[His voice is even, calm. For someone who's just woken up from the dead, he's taking it exceptionally well.]
How long have I been gone, and what's happened since I have been? [A pause.] And don't lie. I'll find out about it anyway.
[And then his bright green eyes flashes. Somethings missing.]
And where in the hell is my keyblade?
[Because if it's where he thinks it still is, one of you is going drag your sorry ass out there and get it for him. And then he's going to beat you with it.]
[He's silent for a few long moments, mostly because Ukitake was the last person he had seen. His last memory was of Ukitake speaking to him, promising him he'd take care of everything. He had only been calm because of the other man. How could he ever repay him for that.]
I waited to long to call you. Even if you had gotten there faster, it would have been too late. Please... don't blame yourself. I don't.
[And then he smiles, softly.]
Thank you. For everything.
I'm sorry if I scared you, but I had somethings I had to take care of. I'll come and get you soon, okay? Be a good girl for Juliet in the mean time.
[And then he pauses, because really, what is he supposed to say to his little sister after he died and forced everyone to lie for him about it?]
I love you. Remember that, okay?
I need to know what you told Bubbles. She is never, ever to know about what took place, got it?
Take care of her. I'll come get her when I can. Once everything has finished healing.
[He's silent. Just... silent. Because what do you say to someone who ended your life? But in the end, Sephiroth was his friend, someone he cared about. He refused to let him suffer anymore.]
You're an idiot. And I want an explanation. I deserve that much. [Another pause, as if he's going to say something else, before he finally ends the feed.]
((OOC: The List is comprised of Sango, Ukitake, Hanna, Unohana and Jr. However, he'd appreciate if it none of them commented on it, he's basically just making it viewable to them in case, you know, Sephiroth is still a raving lunatic since he doesn't know he's not. Also, Riku's death price is a little complicated, so please go here to read about what being a Nobody means and how it will affect him. Also, he doesn't realize that that is in fact what he is yet. It'll probably take a while before he does, so if anyone suspects anything, just drop it on him lightly.
Also, forward dating this because I'll be busy all day tomorrow and this way I can get some tagging in.]
[There's a stillness that fills the room as the PCD turns on, the camera aimed directly at the bed located in a room at the clinic. The sheets are stained and bloody, an obvious sign that someone who had been gravely hurt had once laid there. However hurt they might have once been, they no longer lay there, even if their impression is still etched into the sheets. The calmness remains, and for a short time, it appears as if this is all the camera is going to take in. Just this room with it's missing occupant.
Footsteps sound off to the side, however, and soon enough the person who is meant to be in this room, in this bed, appears, dropping a set of bloody rags onto the bed. Shirtless, it's easy to see the extent of the wounds he suffered. There's a long, thick scar on his chest, over his heart, the matching of coming out beside his shoulder blade. There's a series of long, thin scars across his stomach, once deep and now healed. There are various other small cuts that remain unhealed. One under his collar bone and another on his forehead. There are two short, thin cuts across his left cheek, and he lifts a hand to wipe at them, sighing when nothing but dried blood transfers onto his hand.
He disappears once more, and when he returns, it's with bandages on his remaining wounds, the ones on his cheek and forehead healed. Basically, unless he was gonna die from it or it was on that pretty face of his? He basically cleaned it, bandaged it and left it at that. He's wearing a pair of jeans along with a top, the clothes he had once worn now torn and bloody almost beyond repair. Leaning down, bright green eyes meet the blinking red light of the PCD and he smirks. Picking it up, he carries it with him as he goes over to the bed, the camera focused on his face.]
Two things.
[His voice is even, calm. For someone who's just woken up from the dead, he's taking it exceptionally well.]
How long have I been gone, and what's happened since I have been? [A pause.] And don't lie. I'll find out about it anyway.
[And then his bright green eyes flashes. Somethings missing.]
And where in the hell is my keyblade?
[Because if it's where he thinks it still is, one of you is going drag your sorry ass out there and get it for him. And then he's going to beat you with it.]
[He's silent for a few long moments, mostly because Ukitake was the last person he had seen. His last memory was of Ukitake speaking to him, promising him he'd take care of everything. He had only been calm because of the other man. How could he ever repay him for that.]
I waited to long to call you. Even if you had gotten there faster, it would have been too late. Please... don't blame yourself. I don't.
[And then he smiles, softly.]
Thank you. For everything.
I'm sorry if I scared you, but I had somethings I had to take care of. I'll come and get you soon, okay? Be a good girl for Juliet in the mean time.
[And then he pauses, because really, what is he supposed to say to his little sister after he died and forced everyone to lie for him about it?]
I love you. Remember that, okay?
I need to know what you told Bubbles. She is never, ever to know about what took place, got it?
Take care of her. I'll come get her when I can. Once everything has finished healing.
[He's silent. Just... silent. Because what do you say to someone who ended your life? But in the end, Sephiroth was his friend, someone he cared about. He refused to let him suffer anymore.]
You're an idiot. And I want an explanation. I deserve that much. [Another pause, as if he's going to say something else, before he finally ends the feed.]
((OOC: The List is comprised of Sango, Ukitake, Hanna, Unohana and Jr. However, he'd appreciate if it none of them commented on it, he's basically just making it viewable to them in case, you know, Sephiroth is still a raving lunatic since he doesn't know he's not. Also, Riku's death price is a little complicated, so please go here to read about what being a Nobody means and how it will affect him. Also, he doesn't realize that that is in fact what he is yet. It'll probably take a while before he does, so if anyone suspects anything, just drop it on him lightly.
Also, forward dating this because I'll be busy all day tomorrow and this way I can get some tagging in.]