[Audio]

[illusivetactics]

[There's a fumbling sound, a pocket communicator clattering on in a scuffle between something wooden, the sound of rustling paper and the whisper of friction against leather.]

Lexaeus!

[Zexion's voice hisses suddenly in hysterical, frantic fear, one might imagine him wide-eyed and cornered in a panic.]

Lexaeus, I need y-
[And then there's a

Comments

[inflammations]

That didn't sound pleasant.

[kekekescience]

Zexion...?!

[He's fully aware that he probably won't receive a response. Frankly, all other words fail him at the moment. Nobody or not, he is definitely worried by this. It is a bit unnerving to hear your comrade torn open.

There's a long pause as he tries to retain his composure.]

What is going on.

surely you must have KNOWN this was going to happen

[onlytwilight]

[dragon_and_vine]

Zexion? Not you too.

[in_marias_echo]

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