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28 October 2009 @ 11:17 pm
::002:: [Voice]  
[The comm clicks on and there's hesitance. Then some whimpering and a whine]

O-Oz? Y-Young Master?!

W-Where... are you? I... I'm lost and the Master will scold me if I can't f-find you..

[A whine again and maybe some unseen flailing]

D-Does anyone know.. where I can find him?

What if he's hurt? Or worse...

...M-Master... where are you..

[[ooc: Someone went wandering and got cursed. So. You all get treated to him acting as he did when he was 14~ Have fun~]]
Current Mood: scaredscared
ghostly_redeyes on October 30th, 2009 06:49 pm (UTC)
[Action] 2/2
[...and promptly begins to bleed from his nose. Looks like someone has been cursed on his way over.]

Oh my...

[Quickly covers his nose with his hand.]
Gilbert Nightray: + [Childish] WAAAH // Flaaaailgunnedraven on October 30th, 2009 08:12 pm (UTC)
[Oh lord. No sooner then he'd looked over to the man than he started bleeding and that made Gil promptly freak out a bit and leave his previous little /safe/ spot to go over to the other]

W-What's going on?! a-are you going to be alright?
ghostly_redeyes on October 30th, 2009 09:56 pm (UTC)
Well hello there, Gilbert.

I'm not entirely sure why, but I seem to be bleeding. Perhaps a sudden change in the air pressure?

[Break frowns. The blood loss doesn't seem to be at dangerous levels, but the flow seems to renew itself every time he glances at his young friend.]

Perhaps if I were to sit down for a moment...

[Break is squeezing his nose and trying to tilt his head back, while looking around for a place to rest.]
Gilbert Nightray: + [Childish] Failing so hard at lifegunnedraven on October 31st, 2009 12:38 am (UTC)
[Just nods, trying not to fret more than he is already, looking more like his mental age than his physical one at the moment and he looks around then points to a nearby bench]

T-There! Why don't we try getting you over there?
Eliot Nightlay: THAT'S A BINGO. right?autorage on October 31st, 2009 12:40 am (UTC)
[and here comes a running Eliot! oh what. is that blood?]

Gilbert! What's going on here!?
Gilbert Nightray: + [Childish] WAAAH // Flaaaailgunnedraven on October 31st, 2009 12:42 am (UTC)
I-I don't know!! Mister Break started bleeding like this just a second ago..
Eliot Nightlay: i suggest you run for your life.autorage on October 31st, 2009 12:53 am (UTC)
[let's establish a posting order! it goes like this: break > eliot > gilbert!]

Damn it! I don't have the time to be looking after another person!

[tries to get Break to sit down though :|a]
ghostly_redeyes on October 31st, 2009 01:14 am (UTC)
My apologies for the trouble...

[Break allows himself to be led to a seat. He is really too old to be losing blood like this and he is starting to feel weak.]
Gilbert Nightray: + [Childish] Failing so hard at lifegunnedraven on October 31st, 2009 02:13 am (UTC)
[Just stays quiet for now and goes with the two of them, looking nervous, worried and hesitant as he looks between them then back at Break]

M-Mister Break.. it's not your fault so don't apologize..
Eliot Nightlay: trippin' balls here.autorage on October 31st, 2009 02:16 am (UTC)
... Are you feeling ill, Xerxes Break?

[notices that he doesn't look so good]

Make sure he doesn't tip over, Gilbert.
ghostly_redeyes on October 31st, 2009 03:17 am (UTC)
[Starts to pale.]

Oh, I'll live I'm sure. I just can't think of where this came from.

[Since he is being helped quite a bit he closes his eyes briefly and feels a little better.]
Gilbert Nightray: + Can you blame my curiosity?gunnedraven on October 31st, 2009 03:28 am (UTC)
[Nods at Eliot's words and watches the other before he pauses]

Oh!! Eliot.. m-maybe he's cursed?