[ 61 - semi-accidental video --> accidental voice | backdated to this morning ]
[The screen flicks on to a man lying in a bed. It's not in the Clinic, no, but for the first few moments, it seems as if he might as well be. There are bandages on his arms and torso--bare but for the yellow, buttonless jacket--as well as the few scrapes on his face.
He'd only intended to check the network, really, so when he finds he's pressed the button to transmit video, as well, he scowls, and fully intends to turn it off without a word when the date catches his eye.]
...Two years, huh.
[He sounds tired, bone-tired, and it's not just from the fighting of the past week. If anything, he might have seemed a bit more lively during the fighting. A sigh.]
I guess I'm twenty-six, now.
[He moves to end the feed, then, but he's distracted, and once again misses his mark, only switching to audio. There's a bit of radio silence after that, maybe the sound of shuffling footsteps, and something being dragged slightly along a length of carpet. Then, quietly, just above a whisper--]
Thank you...Mei.
[And even more softly, enough so that anyone who hears might wonder if they imagined it:]
I love you.
He'd only intended to check the network, really, so when he finds he's pressed the button to transmit video, as well, he scowls, and fully intends to turn it off without a word when the date catches his eye.]
...Two years, huh.
[He sounds tired, bone-tired, and it's not just from the fighting of the past week. If anything, he might have seemed a bit more lively during the fighting. A sigh.]
I guess I'm twenty-six, now.
[He moves to end the feed, then, but he's distracted, and once again misses his mark, only switching to audio. There's a bit of radio silence after that, maybe the sound of shuffling footsteps, and something being dragged slightly along a length of carpet. Then, quietly, just above a whisper--]
Thank you...Mei.
[And even more softly, enough so that anyone who hears might wonder if they imagined it:]
I love you.