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[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

[A mysterious Ion was wandering around the dressingroom, looking at the different houses and buildings. There's a dazed look on his face as he held his tuning fork staff in one hand and a knapsack on the other. There were dark patches under his emerald eyes, so he hadn't been sleeping properly in a while. A distant frown formed on his face. There was so much mixed fonon frequencies in one place and his head is disoriented and dizzy to figure out each individual frenquency.]

I'm lost. I will never find... [He paused as everything before him blurred out in his vision.] I'm feeling dizzy...

[Whoops, he slipped on a patch of ice and fell down, face flat on the ground of snow. Help the Fon Master out? He fainted right there.]

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[ayoungblondeguy.livejournal.com]

[[Guy is minding his own business, and then he stumbles across Ion.]]

...ION?!

[[He's instantly on his knees, shaking the poor fon master.]]

Wake up... WAKE UP!!!

[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

[Ion is out cold.]

[ayoungblondeguy.livejournal.com]

...[[He pulls him into his lap, clinging to his lifeless body.]]

Please, Ion... Please, wake up. Wake up!

[[He sheds a single tear of manliness onto Ion's face.]]

[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

[All that crying is not going to help. His forehead, having a bump there, is bleeding a little.]

[ayoungblondeguy.livejournal.com]

[[He stares at poor Ion, hating himself for not being able to use any fonic artes.]]

...

[[But he DOES have some polysporin and some gauze in his backpack. He puts a bit on the gauze, and puts it on Ion's head.]]

Please be okay.

[[Since that'll have to do for now, he puts the napsack on Ion, rigs it to hold onto the tuning fork, puts his own backpack on his front, and picks Ion up piggy back style. He head to town, going to the house he's staying in.]]

[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

[As he's being carried, he opens his eyes, and mumbles a name.]

...Van?

[However, he sees blond hair and he manages to speak as he's gaining consciousness.]

No. Guy. Guy, I need to go back to that place.

[ayoungblondeguy.livejournal.com]

...Ion?

[[He turns, puts Ion back down, and turns to face him.]]

Are you sure you're alright?

[[Briefpause.]]

I'll go with you to wherever you're going...

[hailingdusk.livejournal.com]

[ Hesitantly approaches him, kneeling down. ] Fon Master.

[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

[He's out cold, so he can't hear you.]

[hailingdusk.livejournal.com]

[ How little of healing artes she knows. Her arms wrap around his small back, deciding to lift him off the ground slightly to see what caused this fall. Stares at the ice and sighs softly, seeing if he'll wake up if she shakes him a little. ]

[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

[No response, but there's a big bump on his forehead where it's bleeding a little.]

[allthatdies]

[Van happens to be wandering around in the cold, for what reason is anyone's guess. Whatever that reason may be is quickly forgotten the moment he sees Ion. Almost immediately, he rushes toward him, kneeling down to pick him up.]

Ion? Are you all right?

[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

[Ion is out cold. There's a bump on his forehead that bleeds a little from the collision of his fall.]

...

[allthatdies]

[Van frowns, pulling the boy up with one arm, the other preparing a healing arte.]

[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

[He's breathing, so it's a good sign that he's alive.]

[allthatdies]

[Van casts the arte silently, then checks to make sure there's no other injuries. Seeing none, he lifts Ion into his arms and stands up, carrying him.]

[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

[He has a nice nap in his arms as he's being carried away, mumbling something.

He's a light sleeper and he wakes up in a short bit.]

...mn. Van?

[allthatdies]

[The voice surprises him, but he quickly relaxes.]

Hello Ion. It's been some time, hasn't it?

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[ D:! skidding across the ice himself, Luke stops in a crouch beside Ion. ] Ion, what happened? [ he's wary of shaking him, but would verymuch like for him to wake up. ]

[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

[Ion is out cold in the snow.]

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[ DDX in which case, Luke is going to shift around until he can pick you up, Fon Master darling. ] You'd better not die on me again, dammit.

[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

[There's a huge bump on his forehead that bleeds just a little bit. He's unconsciousness, but he's breathing so he's alive.]

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[ hoists him into his arms, hilariously bridal-style, and takes him inside to set him on a couch. he disappears briefly, returning with a covered mug of steaming tea for whenever Ion wakes up and a blanket, which he tosses over the Fon Master. he frowns at the bleeding bump, perched on the arm of the couch. he has a few gels, he'll give him one when he wakes up because Luke is fairly certain that any doctoring he tried to administer would just make it worse. ]

[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

[Eventually Ion came to after a nice long nap, a little energized than before, and found himself in a strange house. He gets up to rub his eyes.]

Mn...?

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[ and fairly instantaneously, a mug of tea is offered to him. ] Scared the hell outta me, you know.