::002:: [Voice]

[gunnedraven]

[The comm clicks on and there's hesitance. Then some whimpering and a whine]

O-Oz? Y-Young Master?!

W-Where... are you? I... I'm lost and the Master will scold me if I can't f-find you..

[A whine again and maybe some unseen flailing]

D-Does anyone know.. where I can find him?

What if he's hurt? Or worse...

...M-Master... where are you

Comments

[Action]

[ghostly_redeyes]

[Break is now on his way from Sector 6 to Sector 1 to pick Gilbert up. He has his Contrivance still working so that he can continue to talk to the others and reference his map. He wonders briefly if he might pick up a curse along the way, but he hasn't yet, so who knows...]

[Action]

[gunnedraven]

[As he'd said before, he is standing nervously next to a building, looking a real sight as he's a twenty four year old man and looking so lost and not like himself and is patiently waiting..]

[Action] 1/2

[ghostly_redeyes]

[Break notices Gilbert and waves.]

Gilbert~!

[He begins to head towards the very confused man...]

[Action] 2/2

[ghostly_redeyes]

[...and promptly begins to bleed from his nose. Looks like someone has been cursed on his way over.]

Oh my...

[Quickly covers his nose with his hand.]

[Action]

[gunnedraven]

[Oh lord. No sooner then he'd looked over to the man than he started bleeding and that made Gil promptly freak out a bit and leave his previous little /safe/ spot to go over to the other]

W-What's going on?! a-are you going to be alright?

[Action]

[ghostly_redeyes]

Well hello there, Gilbert.

I'm not entirely sure why, but I seem to be bleeding. Perhaps a sudden change in the air pressure?

[Break frowns. The blood loss doesn't seem to be at dangerous levels, but the flow seems to renew itself every time he glances at his young friend.]

Perhaps if I were to sit down for a moment...

[Break is squeezing his nose and trying to tilt his head back, while looking around for a place to rest.]

[Action]

[gunnedraven]

[Just nods, trying not to fret more than he is already, looking more like his mental age than his physical one at the moment and he looks around then points to a nearby bench]

T-There! Why don't we try getting you over there?

[Action]

[autorage]

[and here comes a running Eliot! oh what. is that blood?]

Gilbert! What's going on here!?

[Action]

[gunnedraven]

I-I don't know!! Mister Break started bleeding like this just a second ago..

[Action]

[autorage]

[let's establish a posting order! it goes like this: break > eliot > gilbert!]

Damn it! I don't have the time to be looking after another person!

[tries to get Break to sit down though :|a]

[Action]

[ghostly_redeyes]

My apologies for the trouble...

[Break allows himself to be led to a seat. He is really too old to be losing blood like this and he is starting to feel weak.]

[Action]

[gunnedraven]

[Just stays quiet for now and goes with the two of them, looking nervous, worried and hesitant as he looks between them then back at Break]

M-Mister Break.. it's not your fault so don't apologize..

[Action]

[autorage]

... Are you feeling ill, Xerxes Break?

[notices that he doesn't look so good]

Make sure he doesn't tip over, Gilbert.

[Action]

[ghostly_redeyes]

[Starts to pale.]

Oh, I'll live I'm sure. I just can't think of where this came from.

[Since he is being helped quite a bit he closes his eyes briefly and feels a little better.]

[Action]

[gunnedraven]

[Nods at Eliot's words and watches the other before he pauses]

Oh!! Eliot.. m-maybe he's cursed?