genessia | 004: Aftermath [Action/Video, Backdated to Darkness Event]

[When Vyers finally regained consciousness, it took him a moment to remember where he was, what had happened. It was lucky he'd not been too badly burnt as the fire passed over where he lay.

Slowly, memories started coming back through the haze:

Lucifer. The hospital. His wings...

He had to get somewhere safe and make sure no one was hurt. If Lucifer's spell had worked, then those people would be...!

But every attempt to move was agonising - those gaping wounds in his side and across his back. His right arm and ribs heavy, sending stabbing pains through him, probably broken when he fell...

He couldn't get up.

Vyers lay there on the pavement for a little while - he needed to call for help, warn the others, work out what happened - but what could he do like this? That spell... The hospital could never have withstood a power like that.

Reluctantly, he reached for his videophone and - with great effort - managed to open a video feed. He would have locked certain people out the video, but right now it took almost all the energy he had to grasp onto it and get it working - the device had already been damaged by the long fall.]

[It was a few hours after the hospital's destruction when the shakey video comes on - distorted by a rather large crack across the screen - Vyers can be seen lying on blackened pavement, jacket torn and drenched in blood. The hand holding the device is shaking, so Vyers is only in the shot half the time.]

The hospital, I-- D-did those people-- a, anyone--

[Vyers' voice is raspy, delirious, talking through shaky breaths.]

Ergh...! Can't move… [coughs, his voice sounding more strained as he felt another twinge from his back.]

My-- my w-wings, he took--my--wings...

[A strangled sounding sob escaped him, the demon flinching as he did so. Everything hurt. Every little movement sending a flare of pain through his body.]

Thought I, could stop him...as--as I, did before… [coughs, blood running down his chin.]

That spell, it... The hospital…!

...Gods, help... them... p-please...

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[Considering there's nothing that can be done on his end, since healing is all that's needed, there's only one thing on his mind.]

Can he talk?

[That was true, but it was still a serious matter... As long as Laharl cared...]

Yes, but barely....

[He felt relief wash over him as the two began to talk, closing his eyes as she updated him on the situation. At least he was out of all this.

He had seen that emotion in Laharl's eyes, briefly, but right now he could not manage the mental capacity it would take to work out what it meant.

The question was at least a simple one, he could manage that. His voice was weak, strained, but he spoke, at least.]

Y, yes…

Who?

[It was a simple question, but had a mountain of weight behind it.]

[Part of him didn't want to answer. Although he doubted Laharl would come to rush to his defense... The last thing he wanted was to see him hurt this as well.]

T-too... powerful...

[Laharl's calm slipped slightly when he responded.]

YOUR OVERLORD GAVE YOU AN ORDER, MID-BOSS!

[Vyers winced. Everything hurt and Laharl's yelling was not helping his lightheadedness any.]

L, Lucifer--…

[The name came with a slight hiss - a stammer, almost - of fear. With everything that had happened, he was definitely intimidated by him.]

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[Laharl was keeping a very tight reign on his emotions at the moment. Half of him was seething with rage for a multitude of reasons. Partly that this had all upset Flonne. Partly that Lucifer had dared lay a finger on the GREAT King Krichevskoy... regardless of the form he now took. Partly because Mid-Boss was HIS punching bag. The other half of him was... actually worrying for Vyers' safety, as well as Flonne's.]

I'll take care of him. Flonne, what's the nearest landmark, and can you get him there yourself?

L-Laharl-san! No! Please don't.

[Her emotions -- in which she'd barely kept in check thus far -- flared up with the worry. Vyers had been nearly killed and even had his wings ripped from his body. There was no way she could ever stand to see Laharl hurt the same way. Laharl was strong, but so was Vyers. Tears finally ran down her cheek.]

Laharl-san... Please don't fight him. I don't want you to get hurt too.

[Laharl did his best to ignore the outburst, raising his voice just enough to try and get her attention more fully.]

Flonne. Where are you?

[His blood ran a little cold at the thought of Laharl fighting Lucifer, going through what he had.]

Don't…

…be careful…

[He coughed, wincing as he did so. The healing was starting to relieve the pain in his body, but it still hurt to speak.

Truth be told, he was not certain where he had fallen - having been in such a rush to find Lucifer that he did not pay too much attention to his location.

It was not supposed to have gone like this.]

Juni-per--street, or…M-Maple…near the bay...

[She was adament about keeping Laharl away from Lucifer. Knowing how bad;y hurt Vyers was, she couldn't stand to watch Laharl get hurt too.]

Laharl-san, please. Please don't go. I'm begging you.

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