Jun. 15th, 2018

fragileprophet: (1)
[Ion sighs, collapsed in a chair in the Wind Common Room. He's tired, and Souji, being of a somewhat similar condition and having found a dead body today, can probably relate. He's not smiling, but even with the events of the day in mind, once he realizes he isn't alone, he pulls himself up straighter, turning his lips just slightly upward.]

Hello. How...are you feeling?
fragileprophet: (17)
Lord El-Melloi, how are you feeling?

[Ion, being Ion, is doing what he does best: putting his concern for others and their emotional and physical well-being above his own. Also hi, Waver, if you were still trying to figure out an easy way to tell the two of them apart, this one now has scars covering the right side of his face.]

I'm saddened by today's findings, but nonetheless, I hope our spirits haven't grown too despondent.
fragileprophet: (w-wait a minute...!)
[Holy shit Akechi.

Ion has no idea what happened but he definitely sees how out of breath I can assume, as a mod, he still is, and hurries over.]


Are you alright? Can I get you anything?

[Ion stop.]

Ah, I don't think this is something I can heal--

[It's not...a physical injury...also Ion with like double fantasy asthma lmfao.]

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