He did. And, well, Tidus guesses Inigo did give him instructions there before he did that, as baffling as it was. So Tidus goes to Roland's name on the SCA, selects it for a one-on-one. The name stays highlighted.
It's there, and the call is still going through, so it's not a Gold-named disappearance. Tidus clicks his tongue, brow furrowing as he tries to (not panic) think. Takes the call back over to Inigo eventually, and speaking in a feigned calm too urgent. ]
When did you last see him? Where?
[ Was he hurt? Did he get knocked out? Or worse- ]
[ There's a slight shake in Inigo's voice that betrays everything, even though he's really trying to keep it together. Freaking out isn't going to do much about this situation, after all. But it's so, so hard not to, considering the circumstances. ]
I definitely saw him much earlier today at the base camp. I've been keeping in touch with him out here too.. [ Hence why he was trying to call Roland in the first place and found out he couldn't. All this time he thought he was keeping in touch for Roland's benefit, but loOK HOW THESE TABLES HAVE TURNED NOW. ] The last I heard, he was heading out over to one of the stations by himself.
Ugh- [ it's a small sound, not really fair; they've each been splitting up to cover more ground, see what needs doing and then checking in later. Especially Black Squad. But Spider seems to be too busy too, and-- how long was it since Inigo last spoke to him...? Was it worth getting worried yet? ]
Let's give it five minutes. Okay? Call him again - if he doesn't pick up, we'll put a call out on the comms. You know whereabouts he went?
[ A pause, then the sound of someone sucking in air. ]
No, I-- I don't. [ Guilt immediately sneaks into his voice. Out of all the times to not ask Roland where he's going, it's of course the one time he suddenly stops picking up calls out of nowhere. ] I'm so sorry, Tidus. I should have asked. By Naga, I'm so stupid..
Yeah. [ He breathes in again, it sounding much heavier than usually as he repeats: ] Yeah.
[ He's probably overreacting, right? There's probably just something really dumb going on, but he just can't stop worrying, no matter how dumb he feels about it. Why Roland? Why on this godforsaken world with that sky that at first sight made him think of the destruction back home--
Inigo is totally panicking.
There's the sound of a not too concealed sob, his SCA arm moving up, brushing against something. He can't even speak, too afraid of what his voice may sound like. ]
[ It's no good like this. He knows -- he knows how Inigo is going to be, and that no joke or reassurance was going to help. Tidus thinks, hurried, that panic of the situation like a murky underbelly to his state. ]
Take out Jumble, I'll find you- I'm coming, alright? I'm in B-7. Tell me where you are.
[ He'll wait if he needs to for Inigo to speak. That's fine. As long as he gets a direction eventually, bringing out Gibbs to help him in his search. ]
me: i should tag in order.... also me: i want my emotional support boys
[ He's quick to answer, at least, not making Tidus wait. Because while Inigo hates to be around other people in this sort of state.. well, Tidus has seen him often enough like this, hasn't he. It's not like Inigo could show him anything he hasn't seen at this point.
There's the telltale 'hiiig!' a moment later too, showing that Inigo is at least listening to what Tidus is telling him and having brought out his pal. He knows it's for the better too, having Jumblie here as at least a relative calming force. ]
[ 'Want me to stay on the line?' he's about to offer, but figures that with his already getting distracted, it'd be better not to. He's no ninja, he can't be moving fast and getting to where Inigo is and holding a conversation.
So, for the meanwhile- ] I'll be there, soon. You let Jumblie be there for you right now? I'll get my fair share as quick as blitz.
[ Don't mind him, ball is lyfe. But there's a beat, and for one last reassurance- ]
He'll be fine. Roland's a stubborn guy.
ugh sorry to BURDEN you with these TAGS before i SLEEP!!!
She's here. [ As if Tidus wouldn't have heard that already.. Her glow is helping a bit though. It's keeping him from full on crying for now. ] Look, just..
[ There's a lot of things Inigo almost says too. That Tidus shouldn't have to rush, or telling him to be careful, in case something may happen to him on the way here too--
But he doesn't say any of them, swallowing everything right back up at the last minute. ]
Don't trip on your way over, man.
[ It's a very faint attempt at a joke - a Tidus-like joke, judging by that very un-Inigo-like 'man' there.
His voice is quiet as he says it though, not quite able to summon the humor necessary.
But, true to his word-- he'll wait right there, sitting right outside a station with Jumblie on his lap. ]
[ It's a travel that's going to take longer than the five minutes asked to waited on before making a call about Roland. Tidus can't help it; even with that extra cheat he's got going, the distance is still great, and that's with Tidus rushing, his magic going, and what he's learnt from Piccolo.
Heck, under this heat and actual larger spaces, he's getting his first real workout while applying energy into speed, and Tidus may be testing himself just to reach close to Inigo in the fifteen minutes it takes him. Breathing hard as the approaching building gives him reason to slow; pushing himself off the last tree that brings his figure into view.
...just to stop and put his hands on his knees to give himself five. Just five... just another five!
at least five seconds, where he can lift his head and-- ] ANYTHING?
[ Seeing Tidus arrive, being there in the flesh, is such a relief. Even though Inigo is worried at the same time about the other's exhausted state - he really must have ran all the way over. But who could blame Tidus for that under the current circumstances, when they have absolutely no idea what's going on other than Roland not picking up any calls, completely uncharacteristically?
Inigo shakes his head. He holds out his arm, showing that his SCA is now - once more, considering he's made plenty of calls in the time it took for Tidus to get there - still attempting to contact Roland to no avail. ]
Still nothing.
[ The words are soft, barely there, though at least Inigo's gaze is directed up at Tidus. His eyes are clouded with worry. ]
Roland would never not notice it for this long. Especially since he was so paranoid about something potentially happening, and-- [ Inigo sucks in a breath, trying to think of the state of the guy in front of him, reaching out a hand that doesn't quite reach Tidus, yet still wants to tug on him. ] Sit down.
[ Because Tidus really does need to catch his breath.
(And Inigo-- Inigo doesn't want to be alone right now. Or devoid of human company, even with Jumblie here. Please.) ]
[ His calves ache, but Tidus moves on automatic, knows how to do it without acknowledging the level of exhaustion running through his body. Just to get beside Inigo, to flop down where he knows the other guy would rather him be, than any noticeable distance.
A small grunt leaves his lips. He has the energy to turn his head to look at Inigo's SCA, but doesn't bother to examine it -- he doesn't need to. He already knows. ]
We'll make a call. [ It's a low-spoken decision, breath gulped in before he speaks a note higher: ] To the rest- someone might've seen him. We've got Purples all over. He's going to be fine.
[ Usually he would have make some sort of physical contact by now, other than just them sitting side by side like this. Maybe meeting Tidus halfway, opting to go for his patented sideways half-hug rather than a full on hug. But right now he doesn't. Inigo just sits there, nodding. ]
Alright.
[ His own voice almost feels a little raw, like it's hard to speak up, but he still does. His hand hovers over his SCA to cancel the call so they can instead use the team channel, but the hand shakes, hesitates. ]
Can we-- can we use yours? I don't want to stop. In case he'd pick up. [ Inigo is well aware of how pathetic he must sound. But he doesn't know what else to do. He may be managing to keep most of the panic down for now, but that just means it instead manifests in ways like these while he sits here.
At least he's grateful for Tidus's company. It does make things so much better. How would Inigo have managed if he had to face this by himself? Even with Jumblie's help, as she's resting against his stomach right now.. It's not like she's a total miracle worker. ]
[ They put out the call on Tidus's SCA, a fumbling mess that it is. But it's a chaotic time, and it only gets more harrowing when they receive no confirmation on anyone seeing Roland around. Nowhere last seen, no nothing.
Tidus can't keep still. No matter how his legs protest in the moment he starts to stand, he finishes, grunting as they come to a dead end on the situation. ]
What's even-- you don't just disappear! Where is that guy? I'm going to find him!
[ He's not going to sit around. He's not sticking still. Tidus switches his SCA over to the map, the exclamations that've appeared since that day. the fist of his hand by his side hitting against his leg. ]
Let's try these new spots. Look, there's something about the pandas losing it. There?
[ Inigo doesn't want to stand either, though for entirely different reasons. He does drag himself onto his feet too though, a good moment or two after Tidus is already standing, but his legs feel like jelly. Like he could fall over at any moment.
He looks down at his screen, finally clicking the cancel button on the call, just in case anyone tries to get in touch with them about having seen Roland. ]
.. there? You think? It's a while away from here..
[ But then again, what do they have to lose? It's not like they'll find him just by sitting around here, and Inigo has always admired Tidus's proactivity. What if they head in exactly the wrong decision though? What if--
The possibilities keep spinning through Inigo's mind. ]
But why wouldn't he answer for this long if it's just some pandas--
[ Before Inigo can fully discuss this with Tidus, or even head out, there's a sudden sound coming from both their SCAs. Kaiba's voice.
Everyone, this is urgent. I need your attention. There's a group called 'world miners' on the planet with us. They move in on empty worlds and strip them for resources, and they already killed someone over it. Not one of us, but.. No one should be alone right now. Be ready for attacks.
Inigo's face grows so pale that it looks like he's about to pass out on the spot. Not just because the message itself, but because of the possibility. They already killed someone. No one should be alone right now.
What if these people didn't kill just one person so far and Kaiba just doesn't know? What if Roland--
He involuntarily gasps, slapping one hand over his mouth, the other latching onto Tidus's arm. ]
[ It'd be a lie to say there were reasons waiting on Tidus's tongue. Why just some pandas? He doesn't know, he doesn't care, he just doesn't want to stay here doing nothing, get out there and look all day if he has to!
-- none of that has the chance to come out. Kaiba's call instead comes through. The pair listen, and all sensation drains from Tidus's body, all warmth, leaving a chill that he doesn't shudder for, but sinks in deep.
It's the arm latching him that spurs him awake. Nearly yanking it back, he moves with it clinging on anyway, turning his body to give his arm more flexibility while he taps at his SCA. He makes the call, Roland. Dots show as it tries to connect, and Tidus waits with grains of patience. ]
Pick up, pick up, pick up pick up pickupPICKUP.
[ He yells at the device at the end there, for nobody but himself, or as to will Roland to wake from whatever slumber he's currently taking. Even death. ]
[ Every single moment they have feels agonizing. It feels like longer than it actually is too - like every second gets stretched into the span of an hour, of an eternity. Of a million thoughts and mental images of what could have happened to Roland, where he could be right now.
Inigo can feel himself falling into the abyss of the mental panic, but he knows he can't allow himself to. Not under the current circumstances. Not while Roland may need their help. ]
Tidus, we.. [ He still hasn't let go of the other's arm. It feels like Inigo may just crumble entirely if he does, like Tidus is his last remaining anchor right now. ] We have to go look.
[ Where? Who knows. Where would they even start in a place this big?
But what else can they do?
There's a definite tremble in Inigo's voice. He wouldn't be able to hide it even if he'd try. ]
We can't just stand around here while Roland might be in danger..!
[ It's a vast weight. What can they do? But it's one of those times that Tidus doesn't get stuck on the question, though it struggles to get out of his mouth. At least, as quickly as he wants it to- ]
Then we'll-- we'll ask Seto if he's with him, and if he isn't, we'll have a look around! Alright? that's all we can do!
[ Tidus doesn't care about where they're looking, if it means wandering around lost and blind. His SCA shutting off a call that won't connect, he returns back to the line, reaches out to Kaiba.
--he's there.
And so will they be, soon, as hurried as they can get there. ]
[ Kaiba did his part, and the rest of them left behind in the clearing were in the thick of fighting off eight robots at a time. It wasn't that the task was difficult. By all means, Curufin alone could have done it, lending to that seemingly unreal elven resiliency Roland's witnessed time and time again. No, no. The problem was his mind has effectively begun to turn its gears into a direction he's not sure he can control, he's not sure he wants to visit. But between the truth and Halo's fading -
- just like him, just like him on the platform and if he ever removed his watch again; and all of them now -
Roland is handling the robot well enough, up until his SCA crackles to life with a call that unbeknownst to him, has been trying to get through for the past hour. It startles him, the sound and the glance to his watch. It's enough of a distraction to take a laser hit directly to his left shoulder, piercing him. He grits his teeth, but manages to slay his opponent out of frustration, a move in three slashes before it fizzles out and slumps to the ground. He has to go. He has to go.
There are perhaps, pleasantries exchanged. The four remaining in the group know Kaiba left first to warn the rest of the train, and they would handle the truth of this little side journey in their own times. Roland doesn't know what he says, can't remember. He looks back at the patch of ground stained with blood, forgetting his own state of look, red in his own clothes, not quite drenched but marked in a clear sign that altercations were had and he did not come out of totally unscathed. Halo, who was once a girl asking for their help, now, gone.
Roland is already running away from the site by the time the next call from his SCA comes through. He hesitates only for a brief moment before he answers it, at last, with a tap to his earbud. ]
Hello? [ He answers huffing, voice laden with exhaustion, but hardened still. ] Where - where are you?
[ Inigo can't help but think there's not a single moment he's been more grateful to have Tidus at his side than right now. Inigo is still struggling to only barely - and even then, not really - contain his panic right now, so Tidus being able to make these calls for them right now means the world.
Especially as they hear those liberating words. Roland is there. He's there, he's alive.
And of course, one of mind and spirit in this, Inigo and Tidus leave to head over there as soon as they can. Thankfully they have the aid of the grav-con - this mission sure is an exercise in Inigo having to get better and better at using it really quickly, huh - and Tidus's magic to help them get there faster than anyone regularly would by foot. But it still feels like too long. What if something happens before they get there? What if they're not quick enough, despite going absolutely as quickly as they can?
With Roland's name still on the display of Inigo's SCA, it's very easy to just hit it and try to make the call connect while he's running and pushing himself off trees to jump through the air.
Maybe it's desperation, maybe worry, but-- he just can't wait. He has to make sure Roland is okay. Inigo doesn't even have his earbuds in, just to make sure that if the call does connect this time, both of them can hear Roland's voice come through clearly.
And it does. They're still running, rushing, so Roland may be met with a moment of nothing but rushed jungle running sounds, but Inigo's voice comes through soon enough. ]
Fa-- Father!
[ The word is squeezed out, his breath heavy from how fast they're going. ]
[ He feels it at last - the pain of his body, the cuts across his arms, the side of his ribs, the hole bleeding out of his shoulder as blood drips down pool at his SCA. Roland's running out of steam. It's not like he came to the clearing at the peak of health. His breathing grows heavy, and he decides he needs to get a head start on his wounds before the two of them arrive to his location. ]
[ But he feels a lightness wash over him somewhat at the sound of Inigo's voice, like part of his fears might just be the shadows playing tricks in his head. They're not alone, the two of them at least, and that's enough to have him exclaim a non-verbal sound of relief.
No, not yet. Not until he sees them for himself. ]
Inigo, good, you're - [ Roland groans, raspy. ] D-9. This is D-9. Stay alert.
[ He manages that much before he goes off the SCA, and sets himself down at the nearest foot of a tree, its roots thick and messy. Out of his Arms Bands come potion after potion, downed and chugged like elixir, empty containers discarded to the side. Then, a bandage, gauze, and - dammit. He hears himself mutter. He left the salve with Koumyou Sanzo. Then just the bandages for now, as he tries to clean the small burns and cuts on his arms, then meshes gauze in a ball to stop the bleeding in his shoulder with a firm press. The potions were helping his stamina, but for now all he can do is wait. Keep his breathing steady. The same instruction he gave Halo, before... Just breathe. ]
[ The heightened emotions are as bad as the humid heat. A tidal wave trapped inside bodies not meant for such turmoil, a thrashing of unsettled waters. From the original apprehension, to the calls, those out to everyone, Kaiba's one after. The relief that's almost sickening to Tidus's gut to receive, his own worries like a gut knotted, then gripped tight.
Gravcons and magic help. Not thinking about the earlier exhaustions, not allowing anything but the push to their destination. Tidus lags in comparison to Inigo, but that's fine, saying- "Keep going!" if he looks behind, waving him off.
They don't both need to rush. And Tidus will keep moving, sluggish, but he'll get there. Just give him the time. ]
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[ wait.
...
Did Inigo just hang up on him!?
He did. And, well, Tidus guesses Inigo did give him instructions there before he did that, as baffling as it was. So Tidus goes to Roland's name on the SCA, selects it for a one-on-one. The name stays highlighted.
...
...
...
will inigo get lonely before tidus calls back ]
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It's fine. It's all going fine. He's just waiting, clearly patiently and not emotional or anything. ]
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It's there, and the call is still going through, so it's not a Gold-named disappearance. Tidus clicks his tongue, brow furrowing as he tries to (not panic) think. Takes the call back over to Inigo eventually, and speaking in a feigned calm too urgent. ]
When did you last see him? Where?
[ Was he hurt? Did he get knocked out? Or worse- ]
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[ There's a slight shake in Inigo's voice that betrays everything, even though he's really trying to keep it together. Freaking out isn't going to do much about this situation, after all. But it's so, so hard not to, considering the circumstances. ]
I definitely saw him much earlier today at the base camp. I've been keeping in touch with him out here too.. [ Hence why he was trying to call Roland in the first place and found out he couldn't. All this time he thought he was keeping in touch for Roland's benefit, but loOK HOW THESE TABLES HAVE TURNED NOW. ] The last I heard, he was heading out over to one of the stations by himself.
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Let's give it five minutes. Okay? Call him again - if he doesn't pick up, we'll put a call out on the comms. You know whereabouts he went?
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No, I-- I don't. [ Guilt immediately sneaks into his voice. Out of all the times to not ask Roland where he's going, it's of course the one time he suddenly stops picking up calls out of nowhere. ] I'm so sorry, Tidus. I should have asked. By Naga, I'm so stupid..
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[ It's a light reprimand, meaning to be joking, trying not to put any more weight onto this already serious situation. ]
Look, it's fine. We'll ask, see if anyone saw him! And if he don't get in contact we'll start heading out. We'll ask the higgledies to help us!
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[ He's probably overreacting, right? There's probably just something really dumb going on, but he just can't stop worrying, no matter how dumb he feels about it. Why Roland? Why on this godforsaken world with that sky that at first sight made him think of the destruction back home--
Inigo is totally panicking.
There's the sound of a not too concealed sob, his SCA arm moving up, brushing against something. He can't even speak, too afraid of what his voice may sound like. ]
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Take out Jumble, I'll find you- I'm coming, alright? I'm in B-7. Tell me where you are.
[ He'll wait if he needs to for Inigo to speak. That's fine. As long as he gets a direction eventually, bringing out Gibbs to help him in his search. ]
me: i should tag in order.... also me: i want my emotional support boys
[ He's quick to answer, at least, not making Tidus wait. Because while Inigo hates to be around other people in this sort of state.. well, Tidus has seen him often enough like this, hasn't he. It's not like Inigo could show him anything he hasn't seen at this point.
There's the telltale 'hiiig!' a moment later too, showing that Inigo is at least listening to what Tidus is telling him and having brought out his pal. He knows it's for the better too, having Jumblie here as at least a relative calming force. ]
I'll-- I'll wait here.
what's a tag order
So, for the meanwhile- ] I'll be there, soon. You let Jumblie be there for you right now? I'll get my fair share as quick as blitz.
[ Don't mind him, ball is lyfe. But there's a beat, and for one last reassurance- ]
He'll be fine. Roland's a stubborn guy.
ugh sorry to BURDEN you with these TAGS before i SLEEP!!!
[ There's a lot of things Inigo almost says too. That Tidus shouldn't have to rush, or telling him to be careful, in case something may happen to him on the way here too--
But he doesn't say any of them, swallowing everything right back up at the last minute. ]
Don't trip on your way over, man.
[ It's a very faint attempt at a joke - a Tidus-like joke, judging by that very un-Inigo-like 'man' there.
His voice is quiet as he says it though, not quite able to summon the humor necessary.
But, true to his word-- he'll wait right there, sitting right outside a station with Jumblie on his lap. ]
siiigh
Heck, under this heat and actual larger spaces, he's getting his first real workout while applying energy into speed, and Tidus may be testing himself just to reach close to Inigo in the fifteen minutes it takes him. Breathing hard as the approaching building gives him reason to slow; pushing himself off the last tree that brings his figure into view.
...just to stop and put his hands on his knees to give himself five. Just five... just another five!
at least five seconds, where he can lift his head and-- ] ANYTHING?
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Inigo shakes his head. He holds out his arm, showing that his SCA is now - once more, considering he's made plenty of calls in the time it took for Tidus to get there - still attempting to contact Roland to no avail. ]
Still nothing.
[ The words are soft, barely there, though at least Inigo's gaze is directed up at Tidus. His eyes are clouded with worry. ]
Roland would never not notice it for this long. Especially since he was so paranoid about something potentially happening, and-- [ Inigo sucks in a breath, trying to think of the state of the guy in front of him, reaching out a hand that doesn't quite reach Tidus, yet still wants to tug on him. ] Sit down.
[ Because Tidus really does need to catch his breath.
(And Inigo-- Inigo doesn't want to be alone right now. Or devoid of human company, even with Jumblie here. Please.) ]
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A small grunt leaves his lips. He has the energy to turn his head to look at Inigo's SCA, but doesn't bother to examine it -- he doesn't need to. He already knows. ]
We'll make a call. [ It's a low-spoken decision, breath gulped in before he speaks a note higher: ] To the rest- someone might've seen him. We've got Purples all over. He's going to be fine.
[ He'll repeat it, as many times as he has to. ]
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Alright.
[ His own voice almost feels a little raw, like it's hard to speak up, but he still does. His hand hovers over his SCA to cancel the call so they can instead use the team channel, but the hand shakes, hesitates. ]
Can we-- can we use yours? I don't want to stop. In case he'd pick up. [ Inigo is well aware of how pathetic he must sound. But he doesn't know what else to do. He may be managing to keep most of the panic down for now, but that just means it instead manifests in ways like these while he sits here.
At least he's grateful for Tidus's company. It does make things so much better. How would Inigo have managed if he had to face this by himself? Even with Jumblie's help, as she's resting against his stomach right now.. It's not like she's a total miracle worker. ]
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Tidus can't keep still. No matter how his legs protest in the moment he starts to stand, he finishes, grunting as they come to a dead end on the situation. ]
What's even-- you don't just disappear! Where is that guy? I'm going to find him!
[ He's not going to sit around. He's not sticking still. Tidus switches his SCA over to the map, the exclamations that've appeared since that day. the fist of his hand by his side hitting against his leg. ]
Let's try these new spots. Look, there's something about the pandas losing it. There?
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He looks down at his screen, finally clicking the cancel button on the call, just in case anyone tries to get in touch with them about having seen Roland. ]
.. there? You think? It's a while away from here..
[ But then again, what do they have to lose? It's not like they'll find him just by sitting around here, and Inigo has always admired Tidus's proactivity. What if they head in exactly the wrong decision though? What if--
The possibilities keep spinning through Inigo's mind. ]
But why wouldn't he answer for this long if it's just some pandas--
[ Before Inigo can fully discuss this with Tidus, or even head out, there's a sudden sound coming from both their SCAs. Kaiba's voice.
Everyone, this is urgent. I need your attention. There's a group called 'world miners' on the planet with us. They move in on empty worlds and strip them for resources, and they already killed someone over it. Not one of us, but.. No one should be alone right now. Be ready for attacks.
Inigo's face grows so pale that it looks like he's about to pass out on the spot. Not just because the message itself, but because of the possibility. They already killed someone. No one should be alone right now.
What if these people didn't kill just one person so far and Kaiba just doesn't know? What if Roland--
He involuntarily gasps, slapping one hand over his mouth, the other latching onto Tidus's arm. ]
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-- none of that has the chance to come out. Kaiba's call instead comes through. The pair listen, and all sensation drains from Tidus's body, all warmth, leaving a chill that he doesn't shudder for, but sinks in deep.
It's the arm latching him that spurs him awake. Nearly yanking it back, he moves with it clinging on anyway, turning his body to give his arm more flexibility while he taps at his SCA. He makes the call, Roland. Dots show as it tries to connect, and Tidus waits with grains of patience. ]
Pick up, pick up, pick up pick up pickupPICKUP.
[ He yells at the device at the end there, for nobody but himself, or as to will Roland to wake from whatever slumber he's currently taking.
Even death.]no subject
Inigo can feel himself falling into the abyss of the mental panic, but he knows he can't allow himself to. Not under the current circumstances. Not while Roland may need their help. ]
Tidus, we.. [ He still hasn't let go of the other's arm. It feels like Inigo may just crumble entirely if he does, like Tidus is his last remaining anchor right now. ] We have to go look.
[ Where? Who knows. Where would they even start in a place this big?
But what else can they do?
There's a definite tremble in Inigo's voice. He wouldn't be able to hide it even if he'd try. ]
We can't just stand around here while Roland might be in danger..!
tfw you handwave a conversation smirk emoji
Then we'll-- we'll ask Seto if he's with him, and if he isn't, we'll have a look around! Alright? that's all we can do!
[ Tidus doesn't care about where they're looking, if it means wandering around lost and blind. His SCA shutting off a call that won't connect, he returns back to the line, reaches out to Kaiba.
--he's there.
And so will they be, soon, as hurried as they can get there. ]
[ closed / network -> action. ]
- just like him, just like him on the platform and if he ever removed his watch again; and all of them now -
Roland is handling the robot well enough, up until his SCA crackles to life with a call that unbeknownst to him, has been trying to get through for the past hour. It startles him, the sound and the glance to his watch. It's enough of a distraction to take a laser hit directly to his left shoulder, piercing him. He grits his teeth, but manages to slay his opponent out of frustration, a move in three slashes before it fizzles out and slumps to the ground. He has to go. He has to go.
There are perhaps, pleasantries exchanged. The four remaining in the group know Kaiba left first to warn the rest of the train, and they would handle the truth of this little side journey in their own times. Roland doesn't know what he says, can't remember. He looks back at the patch of ground stained with blood, forgetting his own state of look, red in his own clothes, not quite drenched but marked in a clear sign that altercations were had and he did not come out of totally unscathed. Halo, who was once a girl asking for their help, now, gone.
Roland is already running away from the site by the time the next call from his SCA comes through. He hesitates only for a brief moment before he answers it, at last, with a tap to his earbud. ]
Hello? [ He answers huffing, voice laden with exhaustion, but hardened still. ] Where - where are you?
[ Please, please, please, please ]
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Especially as they hear those liberating words. Roland is there. He's there, he's alive.
And of course, one of mind and spirit in this, Inigo and Tidus leave to head over there as soon as they can. Thankfully they have the aid of the grav-con - this mission sure is an exercise in Inigo having to get better and better at using it really quickly, huh - and Tidus's magic to help them get there faster than anyone regularly would by foot. But it still feels like too long. What if something happens before they get there? What if they're not quick enough, despite going absolutely as quickly as they can?
With Roland's name still on the display of Inigo's SCA, it's very easy to just hit it and try to make the call connect while he's running and pushing himself off trees to jump through the air.
Maybe it's desperation, maybe worry, but-- he just can't wait. He has to make sure Roland is okay. Inigo doesn't even have his earbuds in, just to make sure that if the call does connect this time, both of them can hear Roland's voice come through clearly.
And it does. They're still running, rushing, so Roland may be met with a moment of nothing but rushed jungle running sounds, but Inigo's voice comes through soon enough. ]
Fa-- Father!
[ The word is squeezed out, his breath heavy from how fast they're going. ]
Coming.. we're on our way!
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[ But he feels a lightness wash over him somewhat at the sound of Inigo's voice, like part of his fears might just be the shadows playing tricks in his head. They're not alone, the two of them at least, and that's enough to have him exclaim a non-verbal sound of relief.
No, not yet. Not until he sees them for himself. ]
Inigo, good, you're - [ Roland groans, raspy. ] D-9. This is D-9. Stay alert.
[ He manages that much before he goes off the SCA, and sets himself down at the nearest foot of a tree, its roots thick and messy. Out of his Arms Bands come potion after potion, downed and chugged like elixir, empty containers discarded to the side. Then, a bandage, gauze, and - dammit. He hears himself mutter. He left the salve with Koumyou Sanzo. Then just the bandages for now, as he tries to clean the small burns and cuts on his arms, then meshes gauze in a ball to stop the bleeding in his shoulder with a firm press. The potions were helping his stamina, but for now all he can do is wait. Keep his breathing steady. The same instruction he gave Halo, before... Just breathe. ]
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Gravcons and magic help. Not thinking about the earlier exhaustions, not allowing anything but the push to their destination. Tidus lags in comparison to Inigo, but that's fine, saying- "Keep going!" if he looks behind, waving him off.
They don't both need to rush. And Tidus will keep moving, sluggish, but he'll get there. Just give him the time. ]
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tag order chaos because it makes sense, excuse me here one second--
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