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[Something - a body part similar to an elbow or a knee or something to that effect - hits the SFC, turning it on. All it shows at first is part of the wall in an alleyway and some clutter on the ground. Silence lingers for a moment, before there's a small moan. There's some scuffling, knees scraping against the ground, before a hand, then two come into view.]

...Where...

[The voice is quiet, but it's definitely Rinoa's. With considerable effort, she crawls over to the wall, unknowingly in most of the camera's view. She curls up into a ball against the wall.]

Don't... don't come back. No more needles, please.

[Who she's talking to, if anyone, is unclear. When her head lifts up, her one eye looks dazed and unfocused. The other would, too, except it's too swollen to tell. Her work uniform is tattered and basically destroyed. Most of the damage is on her back, which is blocked from view for now. But some of the blood made its way to the front and on her skirt.

Frightened, she looks around, as if waiting for someone to come back, someone she does not want to see.]

Don't come back. I don't want him to come back.

[She curls up tighter, burying her head in her knees.]

I'm scared...

[Untouched for awhile now, the SFC eventually shuts off, with Rinoa still totally unaware it was on.]

((ooc: This is forward-dated a little early to early evening. Rinoa likely won't be responding since she's still out of it, but still feel free to react or interact with other people who reply. Action is closed to Squall. There'll be an open log with Rinoa in recovery in a couple days C: ]

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[Ever since realizing she was gone, Squall had been obsessively checking the SFC every fifteen minutes. Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he always knew there was a chance of this happening. As long as the mysterious kidnapper/killer was on the lose, there was the possibility of someone he was close to being taken. Selphie, or maybe Serph. And then it actually happened. It was Rinoa.

And then the post comes on the network, and before it's even finished playing, he's already on the move. He doesn't know Rinoa's exact location, but with some searching, he finds her.

For the past month, this mysterious figure terrorizing Vatheon has been infuriating him. Seeing Rinoa there, curled up in a ball, makes reality stab him like a knife.]

Rinoa?

[He failed.]</small.

[The sounds of his footsteps had her on edge, or as much as she could be given how drugged she still was. Although it was slowly beginning to wear off, her mind was still in a fog as the resounding footfall came closer. Paranoid thoughts rattled around her brain: maybe he was coming back for her. Maybe he wanted to make sure she wasn't found so easily. Or maybe her mind was playing tricks on her, because for the past 24 hours, that's all it had been doing, when she wasn't enduring pain and that man's leering visage...

When Squall's figure appears down at the end of the alleyway, Rinoa flinches at first, trying to get her thoughts in order enough to get up and run.

Then she realizes it's Squall, the one person she'd been wishing to see ever since she woke up in that place yesterday.]

...Squall. We gotta run. He'll come back. Run.

[Run? Does this mean the guy is still nearby? But one look at Rinoa tells him that what she's saying might not be entirely reliable. She is right about one thing: this was no place to stay. He kneels down beside her.]

We're going somewhere safe. I'm going to pick you up.

[And he does just that. And even though there doesn't seem to be anyone else in the alley, he looks around just in case. If they were attacked, his only choice would be to run.

When he doesn't see anyone, he leaves the alley and turns towards the clinic.]

[Safe... Was anyplace safe from him? It felt like he could be anywhere and everywhere, looming around the corner, waiting to reach out and grab her again.

Squall's voice was like a dangling rope in a never-ending black void. She clung onto it, hoping he was real and not just another hallucination. She manages a nod, swallowing nervously as she's lifted up. For a moment, she feels okay. He feels real, so surely this must be-

Unfortunately her train of thought is cut off when she shifts, making his arm push against the wounds on her back. Surprised, she screams, grimacing in pain and jerking up, trying to take the pressure off.]

My back!

[On the plus side, the pain helps her pull out of her daze even more, enough to have the mind to give him an explanation as to why she suddenly shrieked.]

[Her screams make him stop. Shit shit shit. He quickly moves his arm, getting it away from her injuries. At the same time, he calls up a Cure spell to heal her, something he should have done from the start.]

[Her face is buried against his shoulder, teeth grit as she waits for the pain to ebb. To her relief, the Cure spell not only takes the edge off, it also did heal up some of the actual wounds. Not fully, since they were pretty deep, but enough for Rinoa to relax a little more.]

Sorry.

It's fine.

[It's him that should be apologizing. He should be begging for forgiveness from her. From the other victims. From the entire city.

He doesn't say anything else as he continues to walk.]

[She tries to look up at him with her good eye. Her head is spinning a little, and it's a struggle to focus. Still, this is a step up from before. Coherency is returning, albeit slowly.]

Where... are we going?

[She wanted to ask if he was okay, and try to get a read on him, but it was just too damn difficult to do that right now.]

To the clinic.

[It's a visible place. There's a competent staff that can protect her and take care of her at the same time. And if that's not enough, he can have members of the DF guard her room.]

[Rinoa stiffens, panic coursing through her again.]

N-No, not... They'll put more needles in me. They go in and I see things and my arms hurt. Please.

No one's going to put needles in you.

[He really wishes he didn't have to take Rinoa to the clinic after seeing her like this, but there's no other choice.]

You have to trust me.

[Her bottom lip trembles like she's about to cry, because quite frankly she wants to, but she holds it together and nods. Of course she trusted him.]

Okay...

[Tries too see if Rinoa will answer.]

Rinoa-san? Rinoa-san? Can you hear me?

[Needles? Could it possibly be Muraki?]

Edited 2012-10-06 21:50 (UTC)

Rinona! Thank goodness!

[A soft voice come through the SFC. She speaks in her normal voice, however anyone other than Rinoa's SFC that may hear receive the voice she normally uses.]

Ma'am, are you alright? Were you taken by the one who has been doing these crimes against the various people here?

[While she doesn't mean to be up front, this is pretty much her way of showing that she cares for her safety. Especially hearing what the person does.]

[Gale's used to being efficient. Comfort is... well. To put it quite bluntly it's not his thing at all. Especially not when there's a bigger problem to be dealt with. But he'll do his best. She's tribe, after all.]

Rinoa. We will find you. Do you know where you are?

[Rinoa...

This is his fault, for not remembering more, for not being able to stop the murderer.

He just wants to make it right, now, and he still doesn't know how.]

Rinoa?! RINOA!

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