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∞ 18: Second return [voice/action] | record unhackable after the fact

[A weak groan, followed by ragged coughs. There's the scraping of shoes and clothing against gravel, followed by another ragged cough.]

I-- it can't... Still dark...

[ooc: He's baaaack.]

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There were others? ...It has to be. It has to be temporary. I don't... I don't know what I'll do if this is permanent. What kind of strategist can't see?

[He grasps the journal he barely found in the clearing, his expression vague.] I think so. I lost track of time. I could sense day or night.

At least two others. [He neglects to mention that both cases involved people with 'special' eyes. It's unnecessary information, as far as he's concerned. He believes wholeheartedly that Albert's sight will return, and that's all he can go on at the moment.]

[Another relatively stricken expression that he's glad Albert can't see.] We can figure that out later. For now, we should probably get you home.

How long, I wonder... I don't want to be blind for too long. How frustrating. I have no intention of being the next Soledt.

Yes... Help me up. I hurt my foot when I ran into a rock.

Sheena... She-- she was still on the trail.

Edited 2008-03-19 11:37 (UTC)

You'll be back to your cheerful self, soon, Albert, don't worry.

[He stands, instinctively dusting off his knees before crouching beside Albert.] All right. Why don't we give it a minute. If it's bad, I don't want to hurt you any more than necessary with inadequate support.

[He stifles a cough, shutting his eyes with something akin to frustration.] I can walk. It just hurts. And-- and a little bit of a healing isn't going to make it go away completely.

Damn it, I hate this feeling.

All right, Albert. Come on, then. [With that, he moves to assist Albert however he needs it.] You stubborn bastard.

Shut up.

[It's probably not obvious with his coat and scarf on (and not to mention in the forest's darkness), but he's sweating as he struggles to his feet once more.]

If I trip, don't try to catch me.

Oh, sure, that's a great idea, Al. [He sounds worried and frustrated, but he'll do his best to follow Albert's wishes.]

Can I at least warn you about obstacles?

Of course. [He takes a deep breath, eyes narrowed.] It's not like I want to fall over.

Now lead the way.

I know. [He sighs heavily, and moves forward, careful not to go too quickly -- at which point, he catches sight of Sheena, waving at them.]

Looks like she finally found us.

Sorry that took so long.

[Looking at Albert, then at Caesar with a questioning expression]

I didn't hear you coming at all, Sheena.

[He doesn't look surprised; more like weary.]

Edited 2008-03-20 05:21 (UTC)

It's no trouble, Sheena. Thank you for your help. [Despite the confident tone of voice, the look he gives Sheena is somewhat confused, and more than a little helpless.]

Have you got anything in that magic arsenal of yours for pain?

I wouldn't really call it an 'arsenal,' Caesar. ...But yeah, I can do a little.

Thank you for coming, Sheena.

[Almost without thinking, he tries to stand and walk under his power, only to quickly remember just how helpless he is at the moment; he barely catches himself, kneeling on the ground.]

[He hisses in surprise, quickly dropping to Albert's side, hands stretched out but not touching his brother, not yet.]

[The gaze he turns to Sheena is openly pleading.]

Whatever you can do is better than where we're at, right now. We've got a long way to go.

I know. [kneels on the other side of Albert] And if you'd heard me coming, I'd be a pretty bad excuse for a ninja, wouldn't I?

What can I do, Albert?

That's right... My mistake.

[He's trying to concentrate as best as he can, even with his inability to visually focus on something.]

I need to... I need to be able to walk. I twisted my ankle; everything else-- they can be dealt with later. Walking first.

[At this point, he's got nothing to contribute to the conversation, so he resigns himself to looking his brother over worriedly.]

I don't know if I have enough energy right now to fix your ankle, but I can do a little, and make it stop hurting. You'll still have to walk carefully.

[She reaches for his ankle (we'll pretend he indicated which one 'k?) but stops for a second.]

I've gotta touch it. Didn't want to surprise you. [Her fingers rest on it gently, and after a minute or two there's a warm light coming from them. After about five minutes of that, though, she's exhausted.]

Anything is acceptable right now.

[He sits still while he feels Sheena's hand on his ankle, holding himself up with Caesar's help. He can physically feel the effect of the healing magic, the pain in his leg mildly alleviated.]

Don't tire yourself out, Sheena. You need to get back, too.

[Caesar flips through his journal with his free hand, making a quiet, frustrated noise.]

We've been a bit more fortunate than the other group, it seems. They haven't found the girl who disappeared, yet.

N-No problem. [She hopes they didn't catch that little slip as she gets up again] You should be okay to stand up now. I'd do more, but I've already used up energy helping Daisya.

...We should get back. Norma disappearing makes me uneasy.

[He nods unnecessarily, gingerly putting his feet underneath him to stand again.] I'll try not to slow us down.

Others have disappeared, too?

[And Caesar tries to support as much of Albert's weight as he can on the way back up, gritting his teeth with the effort but not voicing any complaint.] You'll be fine.

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