seventeenth breath ✧ action, voice later

[musubi]

[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.]

Comments

[Voice // Filter]

[causeblocked.livejournal.com]

Yeah... it does.

[Voice // Filter]

[ledbythewind]

[He won't press further for now, but he is glad that Isamu no longer seems quite as hostile towards him. They can talk more once he's feeling better now that they're on slightly better footing with each other.]

Now, you should get some rest. We can talk more once you've recovered and I don't have to worry about keeping my voice down.

[Voice // Filter]

[causeblocked.livejournal.com]

[Isamu just nods, which Richard probably can't hear over the journal.]

[Voice // Filter]

[ledbythewind]

Take care of yourself, Sir Isamu.