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
Entry tags:
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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...During the draft, we were put in a position from which there was little chance of escape. Silver recognized this, and in the tight spot decided to sacrifice half of his soul to give strength to Chandelure, who was considerably weak. This naturally took a toll on his consciousness.
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Can you... half of his soul?
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[...] It is replenishable, but... [well, look at him.]
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So all he needs is some rest...
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[Ingo pauses, thoughtful; he looks off to the side for a moment, then back at Blue.]
Miss Blue. You are his sister, correct?
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Yeah, we're not blood-related. [But siblings, definitely.]