Fon Master Ion (
fragileprophet) wrote2018-06-17 04:05 pm
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Week 1, Sunday Post-Execution - Varian
[I hope you were ready to watch some #pathetic, Varian. Ion's on his way to...he's not sure, his room, maybe, but all at once he feels his energy leave his body. The stress from the trial, all the emotional conversations, being on his feet for so long, his injuries, the attention...suddenly, he can't keep going, even though his destination is only so far away.
Without warning, Ion loses hold of his staff. It goes clattering down the staircase in a loud series of clangs and vibrations from the tuning-fork head at its top, and he falls heavily against the wall, sinking down to the stair. This...this is fine.]
Without warning, Ion loses hold of his staff. It goes clattering down the staircase in a loud series of clangs and vibrations from the tuning-fork head at its top, and he falls heavily against the wall, sinking down to the stair. This...this is fine.]
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which is to say, he hears the sound of Ion falling long before he sees him, and he runs to him when he does, kneeling down next to him ]
Ion! Are you okay? Hey, what's wrong?
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