[ video ] January 12th; early evening

[baked_inapie]

[ The feed opens to Link staring at the screen in a state of confusion... as if he can't quite remember why he turned it on. He's propped up in a hospital bed, looking, for all intents and purposes, absolutely awful. His face is heavily bruised and from what can be see of his torso he's bandaged quite thoroughly. Those familiar with pain medication

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[erostripperella]

Link...? What happened to you?!

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[baked_inapie]

Miss Jones-

[ He looked even more confused. ]

You are still here...?

[ He's been gone a little more than a day... yet for him, it's been months. ]

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[erostripperella]

Well- yeah, I have always been... here?

What happened?

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[baked_inapie]

I... see.

[ He scrubs at his eyes with one hand, tugging his IV uncomfortably. ]

It appears that I returned home only to be brought back to this city once again...

[r_a_m_1982]

Oh User...did a light tank run all over you? I don't think you should be posting at all, Link, you look like you need a good rest.

I can go get your things.

[baked_inapie]

[ He has no idea what a "light tank" is and frankly is too drugged up to properly question the idea. Instead he focuses on a miserable fact- ]

There is a crazed villianess in my room and I must move immediately.

[r_a_m_1982]

[Poor man.]

A crazed....ah. But you look to injured to move. What happened, Link? [He seem sincerely worried.]

[baked_inapie]

[ That earns a long pause. ]

...Nothing of consequence. I will recover.

Your assistance in the retrieval of my belongings would be greatly appreciated.

[Video]//respectfully private.

[toomanypetals]

...Oi. The hell happened to you?

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[baked_inapie]

[ He may have regained his memories after returning here... but that doesn't make it any less of a shock to see Kanda. He stares at him in silence for a moment, clearly dumbstruck. ]

...You are not with Alma...?

[ Forgive his lack of tact, Kanda. The drugs will not make this an easy conversation. ]

video; private, good thing it is

[toomanypetals]

--How do you know that name?

[It's okay, bro, he's instantly distracted.]

video; private, good call broseph

[baked_inapie]

[ He looks properly confused as only a man high on morphine can. Were he in his right mind perhaps he could piece this together, but now... ]

You were sent through the Gate with him by Walker, I did not think that you would survive...

[ His expression grows distant as he leans back against the bed, murmuring under his breath- ]

I suppose that is not necessary to be returned here, is it...

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[suchselfishness]

Stop talking. Nobody likes you and you're loud.

[ From where she's been napping on and off, on the opposite side of the room. Exorcists and manners, really- Were they all raised by wolves or something? ]

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[baked_inapie]

[ Girl he is not even going to look your way. ]

Excuse me but I do not engage in conversation with murderous psychopaths and I am of the opinion that I am alone in this room.

[ Here he is, staring at the ceiling like a petulant child. ]

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[suchselfishness]

I don't wanna be with a brainwashed, stupid, boot-licking slave to the Church, but at least m'not being noisy and waking you up.

[ She'd glare at him, but she's sort of stuck on her back. Pity, because the venomous look she's giving the crook of her arm right now could wilt flowers. ]

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[baked_inapie]

As you might recall, I was assigned to this room first, and they will not allow me to leave it, so I am stuck here.

[ He tried on his last morphine trip and was summarily escorted back to bed immediately. ]

And let me say, Noah, that only a child resorts to pathetic insults in an attempt to make her point, and I should say that you are-

[ Okay he read in his reports somewhere about her age. And he's really trying very hard... and utterly blanking. ]

You... you are...

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Old.

[thebestandwurst]

[In German:]

Did you mean Casualty Communal, perhaps, or Creeping Crypts? Or any one of the rented buildings? You do not seem very well. Who are you roomed with?

[baked_inapie]

[ Oh, that actually... gets his attention pretty effectively. He blinks at his device several times. He's so taken aback by the whole thing that, for the moment, his use of formal speech drops. ]

«I share living quarters with my partner, Allen Walker. I can't... I'm having difficulty remembering our building name and room number.»

[ A pause while he stares down at the IV going into his arm, looking somewhat glum over the matter. At least, as glum as a man high on morphine can look. ]

«I'll recover soon enough. I just don't feel like... myself, right now.»

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[thebestandwurst]

[Hmmm.]

Give me a moment, and I shall find out shortly.

[But while he's getting some info on that, let's talk, citizen.]

You seem to have gone through a great ordeal, citizen.

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[baked_inapie]

[ The "citizen" thing might be seen as pretty weird... if he wasn't high as a kite right now. How convenient. ]

«An acquaintance has offered to go to my apartment and retrieve...»

[ What the hell was Ram getting him again? ]

«...things I've asked for. That were important. I think.»

[ Really, really high right now. ]

«The injuries are... they're not very serious. I'll recover soon enough. I barely need the medical attention.»

[ Really high. ]