005 Video

[hornedomen]

[It was dark and the video barely made out Ico’s face but the moonlight caught on his horns, making him easy to distinguish. He looked over his shoulder and breathed in but before he could say anything, he was struck from above.

The feed tumbled until the netbook landed on the floor, now showing only the night sky. The screen crackled with static. Ico screamed, his voice distorted by the malfunctioning device. As the sounds of struggling continued, his screaming intensified. Suddenly, the screen was flooded with a bright white light. The light flowed into the streets, turning part of the city into day. The video cut off and the light disappeared.]

{OOC: Backdated to the night of the attack. Action is locked. IC replies are delayed until Ico recovers and repairs or replaces his netbook.}

Comments

[hornedomen]

I never heard of it being about magic. He told me he asked for more medicine from John.

[neveraskedforthis]

That's what someone else said. Which John?

[hornedomen]

I don’t know, I didn’t ask him. I told him he needed to rest.

[If he had known better then, he would have never let Martin go that day.]

[neveraskedforthis]

[ Well that info is - sort of useful. ]

Right. I'll find out. Do you remember anything else that might be important?

[hornedomen]

Martin throws weapons out of his hands, but I think he might be able to use his feet, too. I’ve seen other members of his family and one of them used his feet because his hands were injured.

[neveraskedforthis]

... Other members of his family? He's got family here? Who?

[hornedomen]

[Ico shook his head.]

They’re not here. I’ve seen them in his memory, when the training machine was broken.

[neveraskedforthis]

[ Oh right. He vaguely remembers talk of that. ]

But nothing else was said about his -- condition?

[hornedomen]

That’s all I know.

[neveraskedforthis]

[ Hmmm, that's probably all he'll get here... ]

All right, thank you. That'll help.