eleven [voice] | backdated (like everything else I do) to the 5th

[imatreenow]

[The first thing the audio feed picks up is a thudding noise: it is the unfortunately familiar sound of a journal falling to the ground in the moment of chaos generally brought on during one of the kidnappings to which Luceti’s inhabitants are so prone. Directly following this is the tail-end of a command, given in a voice that sounds irate at best

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[seiriald]

[They didn't. No no no no nonono they didn't. Damn it, Malnosso after what you'd just done to them this wasn't fair. He was the only person here, who...

She doesn't care if there was nothing that could be done, there should be. A way to protect Mithos, at least, so that the filth here could not harm him while he just tried to live out a peaceful life with his sister, one that he deserves.

It's something she doesn't do often, not after the incident with Legato, but she has to try... Wandering all over the village, into the forest, to see if she could find him anywhere. Martel... she should look after her, in Mithos' stead. There were people here who hurt her, and she wouldn't allow it to happen if there was something she could do.

It'd be best if you came back soon, Mithos. You're the person who understands the most here, and right now the only person whose presence she can withstand... It's lonely...]

[fortunefail]

[Yuan has mixed feelings about this turn of events. On one hand, he's glad he won't have to worry about Mithos for a while, but on the other hand, he fears that Cruxis's former leader will be returned with a whole load of excess frustration. Frustration which he'll then take out on innocent people. Yuan's not too comfortable with Martel being left all alone, either.]

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[seraphgoddess]

[ It was as if Martel could no longer breath when the sounds of her brother's struggle reached her ears. The book she was reading fell to the floor forgotten while she made a desperate grab for her journal. ]

Mithos! What's going on?! Answer me!

[ No response. Her mind wandered to all the possibly things that could be happening him. He could lying on a deserted street beaten and left for dead. He could be imprisoned in some prison where the captives were being treated like savages.

She covered her mouth to muffle the wailing scream she was making. She finally found it. She finally found something that terrified her more than Mithos' bipolar personality. Slowly she sunk to her knees and began to sob. Why was she so helpless? ]