[Accidental Video]

[maddest]

[Like so many recently, Break wakes up with a thrashing scream. He falls off the bed and into the view of the PCD, along with a shower of white feathers, wings collapsing down around him awkwardly. He gasps for a few moments, face buried in his hands, and stays like that.

There are some things it hurts just to remember, never mind to experience. Yes, even like that. It's a long moment before he gets control of himself and lifts his head, turning to look groggily at the little device.]

Oh, for the love of-

[Click. The video shuts off.]

Comments

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Fletcher's all right?

[saucey]

...Fletcher's gone.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

-probably for the best. This place-

[saucey]

[Maybe. He misses his adoptive lil bro though.]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

When?

[saucey]

Last month.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Well.

[saucey]

Yeah.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Good luck, Sasuke.

[saucey]

[Blink.]

Ah, thanks.