SUBWAY BOSS INGO (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
infinitefrown) wrote2012-10-29 06:21 pm
infinitefrown) wrote2012-10-29 06:21 pm
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fourth train → written/action?
[(For Emmet:)When Ingo comes home to the apartment, he's practically dead on his feet. His hair's a mess, even with his hat; dark rings accent his eyes, and his skin is pale and scratched. He's staring ahead of him, at nothing in particular-- getting there was hard enough even without paying full attention to his surroundings. Still, he looks better than the unconscious bundle he's cradling in his arms-- Silver.
Please be there, Emmet. He's not sure how much longer he can hold up like this. He may very well just pass out next to Silver on the bed if Emmet's not home...]
[A little while after his return from the draft (and his inevitable exhausted sleep), Ingo goes ahead and makes a written entry to the network. He's too tired to do much else-- no one wants to see how much of an overwrought mess he is on video, anyway; the picture captured by the journal should be enough as it is.
His handwriting is a little shaky, but it's still completely legible.]
Those of you who know Silver-- he has returned from the draft. However, due to unfortunate circumstances he was forced to take an action that lead to a continued unconsciousness.
How long this will last is uncertain, but it is likely to last some days. He is currently in room 34 of Community Housing Building 1 if anyone would care to see him or inquire after his health.
Thank you.
[short and formal and emotionally distant-- the whole writing format helps with that, naturally. Should anyone see him in person, it's quickly apparent that Ingo's quite distraught about all of this.
As he said, though, feel free to stop by sometime. Silver is out cold, of course-- and a very-fussy Chandelure hangs close by him.]
Please be there, Emmet. He's not sure how much longer he can hold up like this. He may very well just pass out next to Silver on the bed if Emmet's not home...]
[A little while after his return from the draft (and his inevitable exhausted sleep), Ingo goes ahead and makes a written entry to the network. He's too tired to do much else-- no one wants to see how much of an overwrought mess he is on video, anyway; the picture captured by the journal should be enough as it is.
His handwriting is a little shaky, but it's still completely legible.]
Those of you who know Silver-- he has returned from the draft. However, due to unfortunate circumstances he was forced to take an action that lead to a continued unconsciousness.
How long this will last is uncertain, but it is likely to last some days. He is currently in room 34 of Community Housing Building 1 if anyone would care to see him or inquire after his health.
Thank you.
[short and formal and emotionally distant-- the whole writing format helps with that, naturally. Should anyone see him in person, it's quickly apparent that Ingo's quite distraught about all of this.
As he said, though, feel free to stop by sometime. Silver is out cold, of course-- and a very-fussy Chandelure hangs close by him.]
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This kind of circumstance happens back home, sometimes. Not to this extent, but... in the other cases, it was slept off. [It happened to Ingo a little, when he was first training Chandelure as a Litwick-- not that he'll ever mention that.] Naturally his health will have to be looked after, but... beyond that, there is little we can do.
[...] ...Within my world's limitations, at least. Perhaps someone in Luceti is more well-versed in the art of life-force recovery, but that also is beyond my knowledge.
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...He shouldn't have done it. [That's the most emotion she's had on her in more than a day.]
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[Ingo glances at Raven, pausing a bit; then he gazes down at Silver.]
There could have been worse outcomes, but... that doesn't make this any less arduous. [Please wake up soon, Silver. (You blockhead.)]
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[Things were handled. They were handled, they all could've gotten away without this...this stuff happening. She makes an irritated sound, bringing one hand to her forehead and shaking her head.]
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He thought it necessary, at the very least.
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... [Well it wasn't. Raven leans forward a little bit, openly worried for a few seconds.]
Maybe your loud brother can wake him up.
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In addition, Gold came by earlier and attempted to awaken Silver through more violent physical means; however, that did nothing, so I think voices will also be unfortunately ineffective.
[Hopeless.]
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[HE DOESN'T GET IT EITHER.]
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