[Accidental Video]

[born_from_mist]

[Whimpering in pain and partially from crying, not that anyone could see the tears on his darkened features, Vivi unsteadily forces his way down a hall. His mage's robe is sliced open as he holds it weakly together, blood soaked into the blue material before he stumbles and falls flat on his face in front of a door on the first floor.]

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[rookie-deadman.livejournal.com]

VIVI!

[born-from-mist.livejournal.com]

[He struggles to pick himself back up. He was almost to a room with a closet, he was sure.]

This is video by the way /fail

[rookie-deadman.livejournal.com]

Vivi where are you?!

The video tag is totally in stealth mode

[born-from-mist.livejournal.com]

M... M-Mister Ganta...?

[The small mage looks around a bit, not seeing him.]

[rookie-deadman.livejournal.com]

Vivi, do you know where you are? I'll come help you!

[born-from-mist.livejournal.com]

Uhm... the... the first floor... M-Mister Wolfram.. he... h-he...

[rookie-deadman.livejournal.com]

Don't move anymore, okay? Stay where you are. I'm coming!

[ video ]

[beyourwarmth.livejournal.com]

Vivi-kun! What happened?!

[ video ]

[born-from-mist.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't see anyone...that's starting to freak him out a little bit. Communicator? What communicator?]

O-ow.. where... where are you..?

[ video ]

[beyourwarmth.livejournal.com]

I-I'm in my room...

[ although it feels like he'll jump out of it any moment now to look for you ]

[ video ]

[born-from-mist.livejournal.com]

Oh...

[That makes sense.]

[ video ]

[beyourwarmth.livejournal.com]

Where are you, Vivi-kun?? Are you okay????

[ video ]

[born-from-mist.livejournal.com]

I'm... uhm... M-Mister Ganta is coming to h-help me...

[Wolfram, how could you hurt this wee child..!]

[Action]

[tadanokusuriuri.livejournal.com]

[Who really knows why the Medicine Seller is in this hallway? Maybe it's where he slept last night, or he was on his way for food or a book.]

[Or maybe he's just being a meddling meddler. It's hard to say.]

[He approaches the small, collapsed figure, heavy medicine chest still on his back.]

Oh, my. It seems the situation... has escalated.

[Action]

[born-from-mist.livejournal.com]

[That surely didn't sound like Ganta. The mage looks up slightly to see who was there.]

[Action]

[tadanokusuriuri.livejournal.com]

[The Medicine Seller kneels down, setting his box down with a thud.]

It isn't safe to be alone in a place like this.

[Action]

[born-from-mist.livejournal.com]

I-I know... Mister... Mister Ganta said he'd come find me...

[Action]

[tadanokusuriuri.livejournal.com]

Ah.

[He opens a drawer of his medicine chest and begins rummaging.]

Where are you hurt?

[Action]

[born-from-mist.livejournal.com]

U-uhm....

[Other than everywhere from sword strikes and fire magic?]

T-the sword w-wounds hurt... t-the most...

[text]

[thinkin-man.livejournal.com]

Oh no. Are you all right? Is anyone coming to help you?

[video]

[born-from-mist.livejournal.com]

[Beeping noise? He wasn't too familiar with that part of the communicator.]

...H...H-hello...?

[text]

[thinkin-man.livejournal.com]

Hello? Can you read me?

[video]

[born-from-mist.livejournal.com]

[He fumbles with the communicator before he gets it right side up.]

O-ow... M-Mister Ganta...? Is that y-you, uhm... on there..?

[text]

[thinkin-man.livejournal.com]

No, this is Johnny.

[video]

[born-from-mist.livejournal.com]

...Oh...