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

voice

[neveraskedforthis]

[ ....... GREAT

This is one of those rare occasions where Adam wishes he was actually competent enough with computers to trace and pinpoint where the signal originates from. Instead of just. Hacking everything. ]

Hey!

[Video]

[hornedomen]

[By the time Ico responded, the sun had already risen. But it did not look like he slept at all.

What could he say? So much had happened and he did not know where to begin. Instead, he looked downward, unaware of how long he was letting the silence continue.]

[deadelfwalking]

Bloody hell. Ico!

[he ain't even waiting for a reply; he saw that light. Already on the move.]

permavoice from Adam's end

[neveraskedforthis]

[ Well the silence isn't gonna persist for very long. ]

What the hell happened?!

[hornedomen]

I...

[He did not know this voice; therefore he was reluctant to tell him everything.]

…Was trying to get help. It’s too late now.

video;

[sacrificar]

[not cool.]

Your location, and be quick.

[neveraskedforthis]

[ here goes an annoyed groan. ]

Were you attacked? By who? Are you all right?

[mach_n_roll]

Hey, Ic--

[He stops his greeting when Ico is struck.]

ICO!

[As the scree n blips off, he tucks his netbook under his arm and takes off to find help.]

[hornedomen]

Yes, but I’m okay now. Who is this?

[hornedomen]

[Quick was not happening. He replied many hours later.]

I’m all right, Tier. I’m in the Hold now.

[hornedomen]

[Sonic is a good friend. Ico felt bad about worrying him so he smiled as best as he could.]

Don’t worry, I’m fine now. See?

[neveraskedforthis]

Why the fuck does it matter? [ your name doesn't matter either, after all. ] Adam Jensen. Was it that kid again?

[hornedomen]

[Ico was not a liar but he was obviously upset about talking to him.]

Yes.

[neveraskedforthis]

That's it?

[hornedomen]

[There was much more, and it filled his heart with regret. His voice betrayed him; he tried to sound callous but came out sounding hurt.]

What else do you want me to tell you?

video;

[bratworth]

What happened.

[hornedomen]

It doesn’t matter now. It’s too late.

[neveraskedforthis]

Oh, I don't know. Maybe details about how and where you were attacked, about your injuries, but the way you talk about it I'm led to believe you simply tripped.

[hornedomen]

Why does it matter to you?

[neveraskedforthis]

Because unlike other people, I have no intention to sit on my butt all day while watching civilians getting mauled left and right. If you're not going to tell me, I presume you have your reasons, which makes you a little bit suspicious.

[hornedomen]

I’m not telling anyone who might hurt him. He’s my friend.

[neveraskedforthis]

And that makes it perfectly acceptable for him to continue attacking people, including his 'friends'.

[hornedomen]

Don’t be ridiculous. I was looking for him, too. He’s not himself, he needs help.

[neveraskedforthis]

We see how that turned out.

I agree. But he's not going to get any help if people aren't willing to subdue him. You're not doing your friend any favors.

[hornedomen]

I knew he would attack me but he’s different now.

[He contemplated Adam’s intentions for a moment.]

Would you hurt him?