ϡ - Chapter TwentyOne; Return [action/voice]

[folkloristic]

[ There’s the sound of shaky uneven breathing coming over the transmission and then a cough or two. It’s almost as if the person on the other side is a bit startled, a bit confused and a bit in pain. The sharp intake of breath and the murmured exclamation of surprise doesn’t really yield anymore good results for those listening in. ] I-I can’t

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[refinedmaestro]

[The moment Frederic heard his friend's transmission over the journal, he rushed out of the apartment to find his friend. The moment he sees Helios, he goes straight towards him with great concern and shouting a little to get his attention.]

Helios!

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[folkloristic]

[ Oh just his luck. He really didn't want you of all people to see him like this Frederic. But that is a relieve sigh coming from him as he hears you call out his name there might even be a small indiscernible smile on his features. He's still a bit wobbly on his feet the action of moving his head to look upward almost making him lose his balance entirely. His right arm will be limply lying at his side the old wounds of the Malnosso experimentation not helping matters. ]

F-Frederic? Ah. I'm sorry to come back in such a--state. My... [ He can't honestly say it because he's still in disbelief and shock about the whole thing. ] My magic. I'm feeling very light headed at the moment. [ He will stop in his tracks left eye closing as another weary sigh escapes him. ]

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[refinedmaestro]

[Frederic is taken by surprise when he sees the state Helios is in, immediately he casts a healing spell on his friend to see if that will help him any better.]

You don't need to speak anymore, my friend. I shall get you back to the apartment right away.

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[folkloristic]

[ That actually does help rather a lot in fact. Helios' spell had worked too just...not in the right way. And he still doesn't understand how that is. Helios is at least able to stand a bit more straight now the bleeding is minimal at best thanks to that spell. He'll still need some help getting back to apartment though. He merely nods his head in agreement too tired to really response besides a meager lowly 'thank you' under his breath. ]

[Voice/Action]

[semper_cogitans]

...!

[Guess who instantly reacts to that voice and subsequently cry of pain?]

Helios. Helios, is that you?

Give me your location. Now. [Robert's voice is terse, sharp, and cold. Strictly professional. There's panic screaming just under the surface but his mind is clear and calm.

Find Helios. Get him medical treatment immediately because he's in obvious pain.]

[Voice]

[folkloristic]

[ Oh Robert of all people. This day was just not going right at all. Something tells him he shouldn't reply because he really hates having people get this frantic about him...but something is obviously wrong with him with his spells he needs all the help he can get at the moment. ]

Y-yes it's me. [ Wince on his end; he was not expecting that tone of voice from Robert of all people. His own voice is still latent with pain but confusion is working its way to over bear it in terms of being pronounce. He's somewhat got his bearings and recognizes the building he's next to. ] Library. I'm on the side of the Library. [ It's really as far as he could drag himself at the moment. ]

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[semper_cogitans]

[Robert knows exactly where the library is. He doesn't even have to look it up on the map. Despite the obvious weakness in his body, and the sub-par condition he's been in for the past couple days, he practically sprints outside. Helios can hear his ragged, harsh breath - but like that time when Robert was climbing the stairs of his apartment to finish his spell, Robert doesn't stop.

As a result, he makes it to where Helios is within five minutes, spurred on mostly by adrenaline, fear and concern for his friend. As he moves towards Helios' location, he's already giving orders. Tersely, because this is an emergency.] We need to get you to a clinic as soon as possible. Get you out of the cold and somewhere safe. [As he sees the blonde man - COVERED in blood - his stomach clenches. God damn what had the Malnosso done to him?]

... Alright. He hesitates only a moment in front of Helios, glancing over the man's body - he can't tell if those wounds are deep or not.] That bleeding has to be staunched. [And ignoring the cold and the fact

[Action]

[folkloristic]

[ The cold isn't actually bothering Helios despite everything happening the only reason he would be shaking is because of...well the shock of having your own spell backfire and injure you instead of heal you. As it is though he's merely propped himself up against the wall of the building his right arm hanging uselessly against his side. He's listening but only partially mainly due to being half out of it from bleeding. But he'll blink his good eye and look at Robert confused. ] Knife. Ah you mean...no I'm sorry. I-I don't have it on me.

[Voice]

[boomchucka]

We've only spoken once before but if you tell me where you are, I might be able to lend a hand.

[Voice]

[folkloristic]

[ Were he in a better state of mind Helios would have recongized her voice as it stands though...he can't quite put a name or even remember speaking to her once before. ]

The...the town square. Thank you. I'm very grateful.

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[boomchucka]

Stay awake! I'll be there soon! Talk to me while I get there. It'll give you something to focus on. I'll leave me journal open.

[As Selphie grabs the first-aid kit and pulls on her jacket and boots before racing out the door toward the town square.]

[Voice]

[folkloristic]

[ Helios will manage a small smile on his end. Focus, yes, it's probably a good idea at any rate. ]

I suppose this will be a rather bad first meeting. The Malnosso do make it ever so hard sometimes.

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[folkloristic]

[ Helios might look at her from his slumped position against the side of one of the many buildings in the area. Another tired sigh another attempt at moving it doesn't go very well and the wince on his face is clear showing of that. ] My magic. It...it backfired.

[ Tone of disbelief in his voice? Check. Utter disbelief actually. It's never happened before, ever, and he was still somewhat shaken by the whole thing. ]

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[folkloristic]

Ah. Oh, yes. [ he usually wouldn't be so forward about it...but. Desperate times call for desperate measures and he isn't exactly in the right state of mind to keep it from anyone. ]

Backfiring? Ha, no, not at all. It--It must have been the Malnosso. It has to have been. [ His current state is clearly indicative of this. ]