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[Accidental Audio-Video]
[The PCD is jostled on to audio in time for an almighty crash to register. It skitters across the ground, cracks against a stone, and the video function is triggered. Break is on his hands and knees on the street, looking more irritated than anything else. He pats his pockets, realizes the device is missing, and sighs.
Slowly, he begins the process of patting his hands along the ground, investigating with his fingers what shapes seem lighter or darker than others to his ruined eyesight. He is- for once in his life- utterly silent.
Attempt to make it to the clinic: firmly derailed. Though he was getting close, from the looks of the buildings around him.]
[ooc notes: this will be a fairly non-responsive PCD post. Break has been having trouble with his vision for months, and now the event has also taken away his ability to hear as well. He won't be able to respond to comments via PCD, but the hope is someone will realize this and come find him, be it for good or for evil. Or just to laugh at him via the feed.]
Slowly, he begins the process of patting his hands along the ground, investigating with his fingers what shapes seem lighter or darker than others to his ruined eyesight. He is- for once in his life- utterly silent.
Attempt to make it to the clinic: firmly derailed. Though he was getting close, from the looks of the buildings around him.]
[ooc notes: this will be a fairly non-responsive PCD post. Break has been having trouble with his vision for months, and now the event has also taken away his ability to hear as well. He won't be able to respond to comments via PCD, but the hope is someone will realize this and come find him, be it for good or for evil. Or just to laugh at him via the feed.]
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Yuca, Yuca, something's wrong with Break!
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He stumbles as he's tugged, eyes wide as he tries to make sure Rain is okay, but he finds himself forced to look at the screen, playing the video over and pursing his lips a little.
Hm.
Slowly, Yuca touches Rain's shoulder, looking him in the eye very seriously. He touches a finger to the child's chest and then points at the floor, authoritatively. Stay here.]
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B-but Yuca...
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Really, it was senseless to think that nobody else would go after him. He was probably already being taken care of. But.
His gaze softens and he sighs silently, looking back at the PCD. Slowly, he shakes his head, sitting down on the floor in front of Rain. He shows the boy Zuko's single response, and looks up, questioningly, to see if he understood. Other people are going to get him. He'll be okay.]
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He looks down and away from the PCD, from Yuca, biting his bottom lip (he can't feel it, of course, and bites down so hard that it starts to bleed) and, eventually, closing his eyes entirely.]
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... Zuko will take care of him, right? Yuca?