video.

[jokesonthem]

[It takes him a while to figure out the NV. (In fact, it takes him a while to realize he has it, busy as he is searching for somewhere to wash the dirt off his face, pacing back and forth a lot, and laying down to will his wounds to stay closed.) He has, in truth, not a clue how it works, except that it seems to respond to his touch. He has poked tentatively through network broadcasts and determined the meaning of "video," the only command the thing offers he doesn't recognize--although he hesitates about touching that command, himself. He is dissheveled and in his pajamas and looks quite rattled, in his opinion, which surely is too embarrassing to show complete strangers.

... But maybe they would have some sympathy for him if they could see his face. He turns on the video...

...giving everyone a lovely view of his nightshirt's collar and the lower half of his face. There is a plaster on his cheek, and some wrapped bandages visible crossing his collarbone.]

Well, is this thing working? [He taps the screen sharply, then holds the NV a bit farther away, which puts the rest of his face (and more bandages!) in view-] How am I supposed to tell--oh, is that me in the corner?

[Serious time, Reim. He squares his jaw and regards the NV with his best business face.] My name is Reim Lunettes. I would like to request several things, if I may: information, something to write with, and-- c, clothes.

[He mumbles the last part. This is humiliating...]

Any assistance would be greatly appreciated, thank you.

[He nods, and his eyes dart around in the typical manner of someone who has no idea how to find the 'stop' button, but he gets it eventually, and just before he finally presses it he adds (an afterthought, his voice climbing out of its calm tone and becoming decidedly freaked out by the end):]

If--If there is anyone here who knows me, please come and find me!!

[oh wow this is so embarrassing he has to go FEED CUT]

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[his_own_will]

[ Oz? Make fun of Reim? Why, never... tsk ] With those wounds? We should get you to a hospital right away! After all, after that happened, we can't take any chances.

Which one was it that did it again?

[jokesonthem]

[It isn't without precedent...!

"That"--oh, not. Being thrown around. So then it's the next most recent "that," isn't it. He is a bit scattered, to say the least, so where Oz's vagueness might normally ping him as fishing, he just rubs his temples a bit before answering,]

The- young one, the little girl. [Can he just... not... talk about Lily, is that okay. He would rather not.]

[his_own_will]

[ a little girl?






he's so sorry, Reim. ] Oh... Right. The girl. [ he pauses ] Are you near a field? [ everyone seems to end up at the field first. It makes things so much easier to find people right away. ]

[jokesonthem]

[Hey, look--she was very intimidating.

But now we're talking about fields, no Oz he doesn't need fetching and mockery from two people-] Oh- yes.

Xerxes is doing something irresponsible about it, don't worry.

[his_own_will]

[ Everything is intimidating to a rabbit. Oz wouldn't have been able to get to Sablier first if Liam wasn't. ]

Break is? [ oh dear, oh dear. There won't be anything left of the field once they're done. ]

Are you sure you want to leave it up to him?

[jokesonthem]

[That's... alright, he knows this is a distinctly Bad Idea. But, well.]

I can handle his misdeeds.

[his_own_will]

[ uh-huh ] I'll let Ciel know you're coming then. He's the man who's been hosting us.

[ He'll just... send out a search party or something in a few hours. If one's even needed. ]