soul_campaign | Text || April 5 || PRIVATE TO: Mello, Near, L

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Text || April 5 || PRIVATE TO: Mello, Near, L

[Private to Mello, Near, L]Im @city Found tmp meister R u ok? D u need help?[Edited After L, still private]
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[The reply comes much later than L would have originally intended, but Bakura was fairly insistent on getting him home and resting that morning with the maximum safe dose of sleeping pills for a man L's size. He neglects the audio function, and doesn't even consider the video function. With the way he currently is, bloody and bruised and otherwise demolished, he doesn't particularly want to alarm someone who might have worse things to worry about, depending on Near and Mello's status.]

I'm here in the city. I'm safe for the time being, and I don't need help. Have you heard from Mello or Near?

[There is a sinking feeling in the pit of L's stomach. What if they're dead, and he couldn't do anything to protect them?]

Edited 2012-11-06 16:28 (UTC)

N will tell them to contact u

Please do so.

[He is not thrilled about Matt being contacted before him, but that's something he can address more discreetly later on.]

[ Matt doesn't think they will. But it's just in case they see the message ]

My last awareness of the state of the city and the carnival was this morning. I need you to tell me what is going on. Is there another madness emitter?

[Because it felt a hell of a lot like that, actually.]

[this comes five minutes later, when Matt has the chance to stop and answer. Because L kinda is a priority, he tries to be fast with it]

Yes. There is a madness emitter on the floating island and rumors say there are Witches guarding it. Mutated crows can be seen, and pieces of the island falling onto the Outer Residential Quarter Three. I don't have any other accurate data on what exactly is going on up there, since only official partners are allowed to go. As you know, there is also an attack on the city. Overlarge scorpions, spiders, and various armored arachnids, including some sort of weird creature I don't know what it is. [Matt will take a picture and send as attachment] Rumors say there is also a Witch.

[He definitely needs a second or two to absorb that. It's a hell of a thing to wake up to, even if it's disturbingly easy to believe. ]

Thank you, Matt.

No problem.

[Hours after Matt's post goes up, and not very long after some of the most terrifying moments of his life, Near is finally able to reply. Normally, he would've replied with audio, because this is Matt and L he's communicating with, but recent circumstances made text the only possible way to reply.]

We're alive.

["Alive" instead of "okay", because they definitely don't qualify as the latter.]

r u 2 hurt?

Does the Death City sun laugh?

Of course we are.

[Perhaps he shouldn't be this abrasive, but fuck it, Mello is in a hospital bed with various tubes poking his thorax. He has the right to be abrasive if he wants to.]

That's not detailed enough. Where are you, and what is going on?

Ditto. [ he means what L wrote. He would have put a +1, but he is too serious for that right now ]

We're at the clinic.

Mello's list of injuries includes broken ribs, a broken collarbone and a hemothorax.

[The text stops, as if he's no longer going to reply, but then starts up again.]

We found a witch.

Be right there. Your list of injuries? [he is also worried about you near]

I need fifty minutes, but stay where you are. I'll be by shortly.

[He has to sort things out with Gamzee first, after all...]

Just the usual, whenever an attack takes place. Nothing serious or life threatening.

[It's not that he's dismissing his injuries or lessening their importance: they really aren't that bad, all things considered. They ran into a witch, after all: the consequences could've been far worse.]

I'm not going anywhere, and Mello is asleep. You can rush if you want to, but there really is no point in doing so.

[L logs off at this point, and he really does intend to go see them in fifty minutes.

He doesn't make it tonight. Gamzee is a problem that requires more than a check on a to-do list. He will be there tomorrow.]

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