Tenth rebirth- [Accidental Video]

[death_begins]

[The video clicks on as the PCD clatters to the ground, fallen off of the blankets as Yuca throws them aside.

A quiet scream is heard, and from the awkward angle of the floor, a pattering of feet can be seen, running, running- but arriving nowhere.]

Name- my name-

[He stops just before the wall, slightly more in the view now that he was further away. His fist collides with the wood, before he sinks to his knees, fingernails scraping against the wall and clenching into fists, supported against it. His back is hunched, facing away from the PCD, and he whispers quietly, his words jumbling together in different languages, many of them long forgotten. This goes on for a good minute or two, before he steels himself and his body gives a wracking shudder.]

Out... of the depths. I- cry to you, O' Lord. H-hear my voice-

[And he collapses onto his side, his shoulders trembling with quiet sobs. The PCD times out a moment later.]

Comments

[Audio]

[constantshower.livejournal.com]

...

Yuca? Are you all right?

[Offline]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

[He can hear the communicator going off with a voice that he can't quite place, but he doesn't reply, too utterly destroyed to move from his spot on the floor.]

[desperate audio is desperate]

[constantshower.livejournal.com]

YUCA!

[He shouts this as loud as he can.]

[Audio]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

[A harsh whisper in an old tongue- older than Rain, though the similarities are close enough that the other should be able to understand him.]

That is not my name.

[Audio]

[constantshower.livejournal.com]

[Rain swears something under his breath.]

Yuca, it's me. It's Rain.

[Audio]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

I don't-

[The voice is more familiar now, desperate, almost whimpering.]

Rain, I know you don't I? Please-

[Audio]

[constantshower.livejournal.com]

Do you need me to come to you?

[Voice]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Collabel.

[Voice - several hours later]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

[Have a cheery little priest's voice back at you.]

The trials of being a priest in such hellish times, hm?

[Voice]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I can tell you're very invested in your cause.

[Voice]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

It's a difficult path.

[Voice]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Well, would anything help? A nice cup of tea...

[Voice]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

Are you offering? I don't have any tea with me, though...

[Private//Unhackable//Video]

[al_truism]

[Al waits, this time. Waits for Rain to go to him, to make things better. He's coming to understand that his voice won't reach, not always.]

Yuca?

[Private//Unhackable//Video]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

[Yuca seems almost distracted with something, but since Al waited, he's got his nice little mask on.]

I'm sorry about that.

[Private//Unhackable//Video]

[al_truism]

What happened?

[Private//Unhackable//Video]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

I don't know.

[A blatant lie. Yuca closes his eyes.]

Tell me your name. I can't remember it.

[Private//Unhackable//Video]

[al_truism]

Al. Alphonse Elric. Blond hair in a ponytail. Hazel eyes. Adstringendum. We took a walk through the church grounds and then ended up in front of my fireplace, in the library. I fell asleep next to you.

I know your secrets, and I've asked you not to use masks, because I don't want to care about someone who's not real.

[Private//Unhackable//Video]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

[He nods, slowly.]

You're alive now. Current, I should say. [Another pause, as he works things out.] You're not just a memory.

[bunny_flower]

... Yuca-san ?

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

Miss-

I'm sorry, I can't remember your name.

[bunny_flower]

... Unohana Retsu, Yuca-san.

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

Ah. Of course- I apologize for being unable to remember. I'm a little strained at the moment.

[bunny_flower]

I can see that, Yuca-san. Does it happen often ?

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

You can't help, if that's what you're wondering.