[With a clatter the Forge turns on, static clearing on the view of an alley and a flash of pink hair. Yachiru hits the ground hard, a splatter of blood tracing her path as she is flung across the cobbled alley. It takes her less than a second to regroup, dragging herself back to her feet and wiping at the blood from a deep cut on her forehead which
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[ ... He only spoke to her once.
Just once, enough to be thrown off-guard by the in-your-face spunk and laugh nervously, but appreciate the energy. Really, 'Zig-Zag'? And she was a child, friendly and for that--
Gritting his teeth. He'd like to vent, really. Snap and yell at whoever that woman was, but it's pointless and he needs to get there, see if she's...
Ugh. Stuck with these communicators and not being right there is frustrating.
But gentler, concern overriding: ] If you can respond.. do you know where you are? I'll come--
[ A pause, swallowing, then fixing a more direct look on the Forge, jaw set firmly. ] If anyone out there knows where that is, please let me know.
[ And he clicks it off at that. Yes, you can expect he's up and already searching his likeliest guesses, small chance that they might be. ]
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[She's sitting up, coughing on blood and shaking. Half her face is streaked with red and her eyes have a dizzy, faraway expression, probably due to the several blows to the head she took during the fight.]
Is that you?
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Ah-yes! It's me. [ A strained smile. ]
Do you know where are you? I'll come get you.
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Anatole?
[She doesn't sound very sure.]
An alley. Near... the ruins?
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Alright. Try not to move and I'll be there shortly, okay? [ Smiling, light and reassuring-before he'll click it to voice and there's just rustling and a static whine of wind. ]
I promise.
[ And he will be, quick-step, mostly running through the streets looking for signs of a struggle and the backdrop from before. ]
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[Spacey nod.]
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