musubi | seventeenth breath ✧ action, voice later

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seventeenth breath ✧ action, voice later

[A heavily drugged figure is stumbling out of the woods near the grocery store. He doesn't get far before slumping against the side of the building and sliding down into a sprawl. Everything is spinning, even after he's stationary.

He closes his eyes, rubbing at them with one hand.] Son of a bitch...

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[Once Isamu has returned to his apartment, the following message will be left over the journal.]

S'okay, guys. I live.

[ooc: So yes. I'm back from hiatus! ...I also have some issues with breaking continuity, so once one person has found him, everyone else should only respond via the journal. Naoki, however, has rights to join the action thread at any time if he doesn't find him first. Sorry for being kinda lame like that.]

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I'm not... really sure. Don't think they drugged me up just for kicks.

...Or maybe they did.

[... that does not sound good. He's remembering what sort of shape Naoki was in when he was returned from his last Mallynapping.]

Sir Isamu, is there someone there with you?

Yeah, I'm back home now, man.

[Because that's where his journal was left.]

I see.

[Which means Naoki is there with him, most likely, so he'll be all right.]

He was beside himself worrying about you, you know.

Wouldn't be him if he wasn't.

'M sure you didn't miss me.

No, I was worried as well.

Worried about how Naoki'd take it, maybe. I'm sure you had plenty of opportunities to comfort him.

[He'll just ignore the second part for now.]

My concern for your welfare has nothing to do with his. I would have been worried about you either way, whether Naoki was or not.

Yeah, sure.

I just be-hnn. [He stops to rub at his eyes a little. The drugs are slowly starting to wear off.]

... are you all right?

'M fine. S'just... just a little bright in here, is all.

I could go fetch one of the doctors from the clinic if you feel it would help.

[A soft laugh.]

I'm sorry-- I never did get around to making that pact with Nala like I said I was going to.

Nah, I doubt that'd do any good. It's just... [He winces, now lowering his voice a little.] S'prob'ly just the drugs. Like a hangover, maybe.

[He's starting to like the Malnosso even less now.]

And I'm not sure if drinking water or eating something will help with that kind of hangover.

[It's an attempt to cheer Isamu up a little, as unamused by what they did to him as he is.]

Nn. Probably not.

[He rubs at his eyes again.] ...Shit.

Sir Isamu?

Everything's so damn bright and loud...

Is there any way you can make the room as dark as possible?

Guess I could stay in my room... cover the window...

Yes, you could try that-- see if Naoki will cover the windows for you. And if you're feeling up to eating, there should probably be enough leftover soup to feed you for quite a while.

Heh... Put Naoki to work, huh.

I doubt he'd complain about doing so.

He fails at complaining period.

[Another laugh.]

I suppose I can't argue with that either. If he does complain, he'll apologize about doing so within a few moments.

Exactly. It's so... ah... you're talking a little too loud...

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