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[onemoredeath]

[ the feed comes on just in time for the tail end of a crazy breathless laugh and the sounds of someone running away. for a moment there's no picture but that of the inside of a pocket, but there is a tilting of the camera, a dizzying spin and now you're graced with the appearance of Takegami. He's smiling, his lips blue and his hair straggling into his face, his breathing sharp, shallow and painful. A harsh cough brings up bright blood and he moans something in Japanese, quick and too fast for anyone to catch it all. ]

It seems... some people do not... have a sense... of humor.

[ Laughs slightly and then another cough, this time the netbook falls from his weakening grip to fall to the ground. It shows a bit of the alley and the Transport apartments just a few blocks away. ]



[ooc; The end of this log results in a couple shots to the lungs, which means he's got a couple minutes at the most. He might be able to respond before his lungs fill up completely before dead silence and then he'll be back in a couple days, so have fun! ]

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[allsongs]

Takegami Teijirou.

[that is a statement and an inquiry. why the hell are you dying on camera, sir. i didn't authorize this.]

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[onemoredeath]

[ sorry it was not like he planned it, he just hit the wrong button ]

...Hai?

[allsongs]

[she surveys, frowning.

softly:] Speak to me. [it'll keep you alive long enough for help, perhaps?]

[onemoredeath]

[ He just breathes, coughing at the fluid building up in his lungs. ]

Too... hard...

[allsongs]

Will you listen?

[onemoredeath]

[ breathless, almost a whisper. ]

hai...

[allsongs]

[good.

what she sings is quiet and somber, but peppered sweetly with a kindness unclouded by any judgments. it's not her place to condemn or condone, but she's not partial to letting familiar faces suffer alone.

a song for the hurt, for solace and returns to better places and things. ]

[onemoredeath]

[ music was one of the few things that his mind did not see in one strict way. he listened and maybe his eyes were wet with the beauty of the kindness floating in her song. ]