3 ✖ video ✖ accidental

[checkmychainyo]

[The screen flickers on to a view of the lake edge, the top partially obscured by what looks to be a piece of cloth. Kurapica, minus his blue-and-orange tabard, finishes washing his face. He gets up and comes toward the PCD, except a second later he suddenly freezes. A practiced, stern look comes over his face, and he turns around in the opposite

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[books_n_battle]

Hey, are you alright? Where are you?

[voice]

[checkmychainyo]

Fine. [There's a lot of static.] I'm fine.

[voice]

[books_n_battle]

*Alright, he'll let you have your voice, for now.*

Good. Dammit, of all the times...

Do you have any kind of regular weapon you can use?

[voice]

[checkmychainyo]

[Soon enough, you may catch him having to use video because his PCD is spazzing so much.]

No. I used to wield tanto blades, but after the development of my ability...

[He couldn't have foreseen a situation like this, but Kurapica prides himself on his caution. He should have kept them.] Damn!

[Video]

[checkmychainyo]

[His PCD is really acting up. He has to use video for this response, because the voice options are spazzing between working and broken.]

Aang. [There's stray blood on him, as well as scratches, and a glimpse of leaves overhead.] ...Fine.

[Video]

[checkmychainyo]

Don't. [He says it a bit curt, and he can only hope Aang doesn't take offense to the rejection.] If the other network posts are anything to go by, you must have lost your powers, as well. [If he was remembering correctly from Nemu's information post that Aang had them.]

[video]

[coraltaijiya]

[Damn all you people becoming useless without powers :T]

Excuse me--are you alright?

[video]

[checkmychainyo]

[He relies on them too much. :T]

I'm fine. [He tries to minimize inclusion of the tree he's sitting in, but he doesn't even realize there's blood on him.]

[video]

[coraltaijiya]

...you're bleeding.

[video]

[checkmychainyo]

[He touches at the cuts on his face, and his fingers come away wet with blood, but there's nothing he can do about it for now.]

I sustained some cuts while I was trying to lose that... [What did that boy call it?] Gnosis in the brush. It's nothing serious.

[hyuugahime]

B-be careful!

[voice]

[checkmychainyo]

I will be. [His tone is a bit cold.]

[video --> offline?]

[kill_joo_ded]

Kurapica!

[The blond may not be able to respond for several hours, but Killua has no patience for that right now. He can't see his own damn nen. That's supposed to mean death. He's run out, kicked the bucket, it's all over. That, or his ability to control it, to sense it, to recognize it is gone. He doesn't know which. He just knows that Kurapica's in the same situation. Except worse.

He doesn't care how long it takes. He's running to the lake.]

[offline]

[checkmychainyo]

[It's only some time later, after he's managed to lose the Bugbear, run back for his PCD, and climb into the trees surrounding the lake that he sees the message from Killua. He wonders what to do: he's not in the exact same spot as shown in the video posted to the network, and if the other posts on the network are anything to go by, it may be a while before Killua can find him. But heading back to the starting point may be too dangerous, with night descending.

Using the branches, he jumps to a couple of other trees closer to the lake edge, but without Nen to assist him, it's difficult and spends energy he doesn't have. So, he settles down and waits. He just hopes Killua doesn't find himself in equal trouble, out in the open like this.]

[offline]

[kill_joo_ded]

[He's learned a lot from Gon. About animals and plants, tracking them and avoiding them. He'd learned the same things from his father, when it came to people. The problem is implementing what he knows efficiently enough without his abilities.

It will take some time, but eventually he'll reach Kurapica's sight, stalking silently from tree to tree.]

[offline]

[checkmychainyo]

[As he surveys the ground below him, eventually a head of white hair catches Kurapica's attention, and before long, Killua comes into view. Kurapica makes a sharp intake of breath.]

Killua. [There's a tired strain to his voice, but he tried to make it loud enough to hear.]