[accidental video post]

[favorthebold]

[The feed is switched on by a random crackling of electricity, the origin of which is soon revealed. The place is Unohana's clinic, one of the rooms; the video shows Saul sitting next to a bed, tattered and wounded, his head in his hands. He doesn't look percisely sad or broken, more tired - and focusd. There's a very faint buzz in the air around him, like static electricity, giving the air in the room a soft eerie low.

In the bed lies Carmen's body - if only she'd been breathing, she'd have looked asleep. But of course, she isn't.

Saul speaks very quietly.]

Spirits of this land, powers of this world... I've kept true. I have stayed my blade when you wished me to, I have always spoken in your favor. My fortune is yours to decide.

We've only just begun to understand each other. Don't take her... not yet.

[The prayer spoken, he lets his hands drop to his sides, and leans back in the chair, eyes closed, calm now.]

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[voice]

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

Don't, domeina; take this from me while I feel kind, don't feel sympathy for either of us.

[shadedsunlight]

It wasn't sympathy; it was empathy.

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

Worse yet.

[shadedsunlight]

As you wish.

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

You'll soon thank me.