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[generalflirt]

[(mostly accidental) Voice]

[So it's one of the last days of the war time. Why is this journal open and recording? Well that is a mystery one might figure out over the course of conversation, What is actually is recording is merely the roof of a barn or silo or some other such building. The angle doesn't allow for seeing much else, but there is sounds of two people catching their breath here. The more astute might notice one of them sounds more ragged than the other, but the other is making subtle noises of pain, implying an injury.

This continues in a fashion for a while until voices come in. Curiously, both of these voices are very similar and thus you might need to be relying on vocal infections to make it out who is who. These two voices belong to one Masaomi Kida and shred_the_sky Replied will, naturally, be with the both of them. And now for the conversation that follows (each line change represents a new speaker):]

Neh, what's that?

Hm..? [ ... ] A handkerchief.

It just seems a little out of place, that's all~

Does it? It looks like a normal handkerchief to me.

Aaah~ You just don't really strike me as a pink man.

Ah... that could be because it isn't mine.

[ ...! ] Ooooh?

[ ... ] What?

Could it beeee... A girl's, perhaps?

... [ The pause is longer this time. There is an ominous, foreboding atmosphere. ] Yes.

[ This comes immediately thereafter, jovial and ignoring said foreboding ] Oh! Oh! Love on the battlefield?! Two lovers apart?! Do tell, do tell~ [ there's even a laugh at the end of this one ]

Wha--! [ There are sounds of rustling hay and someone moving away slightly. ] It's--it's nothing like that. She only gave it to me for safekeeping.

[ There's some more shuffling to match that and a snicker ] She, huh? That sounds like a promise, doesn't it? An important question about your safety, maaaaybe?

[ . . . . . . ] Maybe.

Sooo... [ crunch, crunch underfoot ]

... So?

Who's the lucky girl?

I--I told you, it's not like that! We don't know each other all that well and... [ The voice jumps from panic to desperation here, like its owner is trying to get away. ] Estelle! Her name is Estelle. Are you happy now?

Eeeeeh... [ There is a sigh here ] Too bad, I don't know Estelle-chan. She's cute, I'm sure?

She is. [ ... ] But... it's still nothing like that, all right? We're only friends. [ It sounds like the one he's trying to convince is himself. ]

[ There a snicker here, but if the voice intends to say more it traits off with a grunt of pain and the sound of him shifting position ]

[ A few moments of silence are interrupted by an exasperated sigh. ] You shouldn't be pushing yourself. [ ... ] Your journal. We should call for reinforcements.

[ ... ] Eh? [ There's a shifting sound here once more ] Has it been there the whole time?

I don't know, I just noticed it. [ ... ] Maybe it was.

[ Some footsteps on a material which may or may not be straw ] ...I think it's recording, actually.

Is it now... [ ..........! ] It's not, is it?

[ There is a sigh here, a short inhale, and then, with a flippant tone ] Hey!! Anyone who can come here to help us make it back- [and then the sound of the book being picked up, the picture shifts a little but still doesn't have anyone in it] to the medical station, can you ring?! I'm with a man who needs to return to his lovely~ lady!

Hey! I told you it's not like that..!

[ There is then the sound of a scuffle over the book. There's some isolated flashes to the ceiling, walls, and both of their hands, their chest (both quite bloodstained) and other parts of the barn. But in the midst of it one of the voice gets out ] We're in a barn southeast of the defensive post!!

[ Then there is a loud cow sound here. A MOOOOOO if you will. ]

[At this point, without any other clarification, the book ends up closed in the midst of the scuffle Might want to ask them for further clarification but basically:]

[React, Luceti.

As mentioned above all threads will be threeways, most likely.]

Comments

[acowardlyoak.livejournal.com]

[ WHAT IS THIS MADNESS. ]

Two...? [ kida. you weren't taking it seriously enough. YOUR MIND BROKE. OH POOR KIDA, WE HARDLY KNEW YE. ]

[generalflirt]

[...Two? Wait, no, that voice]

Senpai?

[shred-the-sky.livejournal.com]

[ An awkward pause, then a borderline whisper. ]

Do you know him?

[falenandawn]

[Kida? Is he o-

Wait.

Is he talking to himself? Did he get hurt that badly?

No, something is off.] ……Kida?

[generalflirt]

Frey! Where are you, anyway?

[There's a distinct note of "I could use some back up" here despite the flippancy above]

[shred-the-sky.livejournal.com]

. . .

[ He knows that voice... vaguely. Isn't he part of the squad Kida was with? Aether asks Kida as much, but only in gestures. ]

[seiriald]

... Moo? [She recognizes your voice there, Kida. And someone else who seems to have your voice. Should you be happy that she can recognize which one is you even though she's spoken with the other?]

A brother?

[shred-the-sky.livejournal.com]

Like hell he is!

[ This flippant reaction doesn't make him sound any less like a brother. If anything, it's the opposite. ]

[generalflirt]

Oooh! Does that make you my Nii-san?

[This reaction comes complete with a laugh. ... From a ways off. He's perched himself on a crate a little ways away]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Selphie knows the sounds of an injured person but because you two sounds so damn alike she doesn't know who. Serious Selphie is serious!]

Who's hurt and do you know how to make a pressure bandage? You might have to improvise though.

[shred-the-sky.livejournal.com]

The bandages have already been applied. He shan't bleed to death anytime soon.

[ It's a very unusual use of the word "shall", but it also makes it clear how determined Aether is about making this end well. Masaomi isn't dying. Not on his watch. ]

What we're looking for now is a long-term solution.

[generalflirt]

That's right, Selphie-chan. No need to worry!

[Or to worry Mikado, which is the more important part. He says this with a jovial air, but it's pretty serious]

[voice]

[inabook]

[Why is Aether talking to himself.... about her handkerchief 8| That was supposed to be a silly gesture for luck, not public knowledge.

But the ending is more important. Someone was injured? She can't really tell which, since whoever Aether is speaking with sounds nearly identical.]

Aether, are you all right? [it's frustrating not to be able to add "don't worry, I can heal you." She's too far away now.]

[voice]

[shred-the-sky.livejournal.com]

I...

[ Blood drains from Aether's face in an instance, replacing the blush from several moments ago with almost ghostly paleness. Of all the people who he wanted to hear this, Estelle would be the last one. ]

I'm fine! 'Tis only a number of scratches. [ Aether gives the book a desperate glance, only to look up and give Masaomi an almost critical look. ] The same cannot be said for Kida here.

1/2

[generalflirt]

Oooooh? [His grin gets more shark-like here, and he leans in towards the book a moment, craning his neck to get a look at the picture. It's not a big one. But, given Aether's paling... oh. Oh]

[mischiefbreeder]

[okay, one voice is Masaomi's, but... The other voice is... also Masaomi's? But it's not! It only sounds like him, but it doesn't "sound" like him! Only one answer to this, then!]

...Oi, Kida, I didn't know you had a twin.

[generalflirt]

[He arches and eyebrow and now looks Aether over once before answering]

Do you think we're twins, Nii-san?

[written]

[manmade-angel.livejournal.com]

[Nill is woefully behind on this draft thing--so forgive her while she plays catch-up. She only found out about it the day everyone left.]

You're there too, Masaomi? Are you okay?

[generalflirt]

[Sadly, the thing about writing is neither Aether nor Masaomi is looking at the journal too intently at first. Thus, there's a distinct time gap between when Nill replies, and when Masaomi takes note of it when he next picks the book up, considering adding a filter to put this away from Mikado or something.

But when he does. Oh]

Yeah, I'm here too, Nill-chan.

[Mind you, him vocally answering the book in his hand will probably look strange to his compatriot]

[Sort of Voice Just Barely Kinda?]

[trueknight]

[... So some guy who apparently needs medical attention out wherever the fighting's going on is ... either talking to himself or has a twin or something. And he/that twin were talking about Estelle.

.......

Well, the guy's injured, or whatever's going on, so this isn't the time to loom and voice his opinion on this, nor is it the time to get huffy or protective. But he's going to be remembering these voices. ... Or voice, in case it's just some guy with a head injury and/or a split personality.

The most "response" that's left is a somewhat dissatisfied sounding sigh, but not only is it pretty soft one, that's all the "response" he's giving to this. He'll get to the owner(s) of this/these voice/s later -- when things cool down a little.]

[generalflirt]

[See, Masaomi is injured but also in paranoid mode. Yuri also happened to sigh during a quiet moment. One of those too quiet moments. She he jerks his head a little. Did he hear something? No, shaking his head. Probably the wind]

[voice]

[analyzing]

... ... ...

Are you two okay?

[But still, requesting backup asap, man. She's no healer.]

[voice]

[generalflirt]

Rise-chan? [...Oh, right, she's out here, isn't she]

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[deathsdoctor]

How bad?

[You were speaking of the Medical Station? The Medical Station has been alerted.]

[generalflirt]

[Law-san. ...He's here, isn't he? Well, Frey will be picking them up soon, so. Might as well be somewhat honest]

It's a pretty bad gash on my side. [With a slight wince. Pretty bad is a bit of an understatement. Smart bandaging is probably what has prevented him from passing out from le blood loss thus far. It's a deep wound. It doesn't feel like it nicked any organs or anything though]