008 ✞ [VIDEO]

[unetrustworthy]

[It took nearly three tries after stumbling out of bed for Midii to remember the proper button-pushing procedures, and clearly even longer to realize (and subsequently not care) that her hair was still a mess. A mess she was now publicly broadcasting, completely with a stiffened yawn and weary rub at her eyes.]

[Still clinging to the 24+ hours sleep she had unexpectedly succumbed to, her voice was groggy. Her mind, unfocused. Her words, uncensored.]

I fell asleep in the park. I think. But then I woke up here. I...don't remember anything else since then.

[There had been...a little girl crying. She remembered that much. What happened to that little girl? The paranoia began to sink in, and despite herself, she visibly frowned. Suddenly nervous.]

Is this another one of those magic things that keep happening around here?




((ooc: Midii was one of the people attacked by Bakura's summons. Her memories are a bit groggy at the moment, but as time passes, she might remember more and more of the incident.))

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[unetrustworthy]

Morning, I think. I was there for a while. It was nice out.

And I don't remember seeing anybody I recognized. It was mostly local kedan. Kids playing in the park. Maybe a few foreigners, but none that I know.

The last thing I remember...I was talking to somebody. I can't picture them, and the voice is distorted in my head. Like I'd already been drugged at the time.

[demon_brat]

Do you remember if that somebody came to find you, or if you went to them?

[ He was attentive, but not pushing - even if his jaw was tightened, a little. ]

And did you eat or drink anything, while you were there? Even if it was a while before you talked to that person.

[unetrustworthy]

The last time I ate was before I went out.

And...I was sitting on the bench...so I don't think I went to anybody. Whoever it was, they found me.

[demon_brat]

That is more than nothing. I shall look around the spot where I found you for any traces - that they, or possibly substances used, may have left. If that is acceptable.

[unetrustworthy]

[She nodded.]

That's alright with me.

[demon_brat]

Thank you.

[ A return nod. He'd probably have gone on anyway, but it seemed appropriate to ask. ]

Please let me know if you recall anything else?

[unetrustworthy]

I will, Damian. I promise.

[demon_brat]

That is appreciated, yes.

Would you like me to leave you alone, now, or not for a while?

[unetrustworthy]

I think...I'll be alright on my own.

[The response came out hesitantly, not wanting it to sound as if she were dismissing him so easily. His presence was always a welcome comfort. But she was introverted by nature, and often found strength in her solitude.]

[demon_brat]

[ He gave her the option, and he nods, not offended. ]

Then I shall leave. Feel free to contact me if you find yourself in need of anything. And... I shall see you tomorrow for our lesson?

[unetrustworthy]

I'll be there. I promise.

[demon_brat]

[ He nodded, then his blue eyes fixed on her, before he moved. ]

You do not need to make very many promises to me.

[ Damian suspected that it might have been a figure of speech, but in case it wasn't. ]

[unetrustworthy]

I know.

[That was it. The only response he would get; it would be up to him to decide whether or not it was meant to be a figure of speech, or something more.]