009 ✝ ninth step [action/accidental video]

[manmade_angel]

[The video starts--and good luck to those with motion sickness, because it looks like Nill is running with the journal flapping open. There's green and trees, but almost no noise aside from her running. No breathing, just her feet.]

[Nill is a fast runner, but eventually running and crying catches up with her, and she trips. The journal rolls with her and she lands on top of it. For a few frames, it's obvious that she's crying. She pushes herself up to her knees and and wipes her eyes on her sleeve. For a few moments she looks around at where she's landed, then notices the journal's recording, and ends it.]

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[frost_jewel]

[Mia was out for a walk. Until now. She's usually not one to intrude but then, people don't often run through the forest sobbing either.

That she knows of.]

Are you all right?

[manmade-angel.livejournal.com]

[Nill looks up at the other girl, surprised that anyone saw her. Then again, she was so upset that she didn't really see much of anything.]

[She looks back down at herself. There's a grass stain on her elbow, and her stocking has a run in the knee, but she's alright physically. The fall didn't hurt that much. Better to fall on grass than on concrete. There's a nod, and she tries to pull her skirt down over the run at her knee.]

[Her heart, though, is crushed. She thought that maybe Miss Naoto had just left for a few days to get away from Haine. But... she really was gone.]

[frost_jewel]

[Well, she looks fine, aside from the crying. Maybe she is also new.

Mia extends a hand, an offer of help getting off the ground]

That's good. I'm glad you weren't hurt in that fall.

[manmade-angel.livejournal.com]

[Nill takes the offered hand and gets up, a little shakily. There's the adrenaline and the sadness and the full-on sprinting that's made her legs wobbly. Though even though someone just helped her up, she can't even smile to say thank you. Nill just keeps looking at the ground sadly, distantly.]

[Voice]

[bamfing]

[... he knows that face, doesn't he?]

... Nill?

[Written]

[manmade-angel.livejournal.com]

[She knows that face--hard to forget.]

Hi Kurt... How are you?

[Voice... forever?]

[bamfing]

[... no Nill, you're not supposed to be asking how he is.]

Hey, don't worry about me. I'm fine. What's wrong, Nill?

[Written... forever? |D]

[manmade-angel.livejournal.com]

[Force of habit, sadly.]

My friend, something happened to her. She's not here anymore.

[whichwayagain.livejournal.com]

[Mihai's been trying to figure out the best way to broach the whole subject of Muraki with Nill. She's pretty observant, and too much insisting to go with her on assorted errands will only tip her off. The problem is how nice Nill is in general; the last thing Mihai wants is for her to go running off to Muraki to try and prove them wrong.

He's still pretty clueless, but he also knows Nill will be headed to the grocery soon, given that there's a half-empty carton of orange juice and a bottle of fish food "filling" their fridge. And as it turns out, Nill's room is just as empty when Mihai opens the door to offer his services.

Damn.

The journal comes first, and Mihai opens it just in time to see Nill stumble and fall.]

Miss Nill! Where are--

[Except Nill turns off the recording, and Mihai's not sure if she's even heard him. Great. Well, not having a direction has never stopped him before. So his own journal in hand just in case, Mihai heads out the door. It looked like she was in the forest at any rate, so he'll head for the closest entrance to the woods to start.]

[manmade-angel.livejournal.com]

['Where are--' is a good question. Nill doesn't even know where she is. One moment she was fine, sitting on her bed, checking her journal for any sign of Naoto... and then Nill tried to call her again and the contact wasn't there. Somehow, during the experiment, she had been taken or attacked or killed or taken home or something. And Nill was off baking cookies for a son who was three years older than she was.]

[Staying in the house until someone found her crying didn't appeal. Haine would be mad, Mr. Mihai would be upset that Haine was mad, and Badou would go outside to smoke or get dinner. It would be better if she got it all out somewhere else, and only smiled sadly when they brought up Miss Naoto.]

[She pulls her journal over next to her, and puts her back against a tree. At least it's quiet and cool here. A better place to cry and sort her feelings than where she can be easily found.]

[...the recording though. Nill pulls the journal over and starts attempting to delete it. She doesn't want anyone to worry. Of course, like many recordings people make on accident, the journal is being stubborn about deleting the content...]

[rain-of-bullets.livejournal.com]

[Doors slamming and banging around, hurried footsteps, shouting, none of that seems out of the ordinary for their house, though having just heard from Draco about the last experiment is enough to make him a little paranoid. He sits up on the couch when he hears Mihai shouting for Nill, and narrows his eyes as he watches the old man run out the door. Just what the hell is going on?

He takes a moment to check that his guns are still at his waist. The old man can handle things for a few minutes, right? If he doesn't go completely the wrong direction. Haine makes an irritated growl of a noise and pounds on Badou's door.]

Move your ass!

[ooc: Gah, sorry! Did not mean to be so fail D: Should we split off a little so Haine can talk to Badou about... things first and then head after them?]

[strayfag.livejournal.com]

[Badou is blissfully unaware of the world while he tries to turn his room into the cigarette smoke equivalent of a sauna. He's seen Nill's entry of course, and he's heard Mihai shouting after her, but he figures she could use some space and on the off chance that something comes up Mihai will take care of it. Really, no reason for Haine to get his panties in a bunch too.

He's gotta admit, it'll be weird not having Naoto around now that he's gotten used to her.]

How about you kiss it first?

[ooc: clearly I am the queen of fails. And that sounds good to me!]

[video]

[whichwayagain.livejournal.com]

[Mihai's attention is divided between the journal and the road ahead, searching for any sign of Nill. Unfortunately, her wings don't stand out in this world, and she has been running quickly. The best bet is the journal itself, and after too long with no sign of her, finally Mihai notices that Nill's back--

And not answering him. He frowns, stopping long enough to make a reply and ensuring that the video is on. Maybe what the camera picks up will give him some clue, provided Nill doesn't block it. Of all times, why did she have to pick now to act like a rebellious teenage girl?]

Miss Nill, where are you?


[ooc: splitting up for now is fine by me! the boys can catch up.]

[written]

[manmade-angel.livejournal.com]

[Nill didn't mean to be a rebellious teenager! She didn't even realize Mr. Mihai was looking for her until she calmed down and spotted his cut-off response and the complete one under it. Uh oh... it looks as though Mr. Mihai followed her into the forest. Now she didn't know where she was, or where Mr. Mihai might be (there were so many places he could have wandered off to...). And why won't the video delete, Haine will be so upset!]

Hi Mr. Mihai... I don't know where I am, but I'm okay. [Her clothes are a little roughed up, but other than that she's alright.] Don't move, I'll come find you!

[video]

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

Nill? What are you running from?

[written]

[manmade-angel.livejournal.com]

Nothing, Mr. Tsuzuki. I just wanted to be by myself for a little bit...

[written]

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

I get that way sometimes, too. Did something happen?

[written]

[manmade-angel.livejournal.com]

My friend... she disappeared, maybe during the experiment.

[Voice]

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[She's a little dizzy from watching that videoe, but it's not hard to figure out the girl's distressed.] Hey... what's wrong?

[written]

[manmade-angel.livejournal.com]

I think one of my friends is gone... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry everyone, it just started recording...

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

No, it's not your fault. Don't apologize.

Did all their things disappear?

[voice]

[generalflirt]

--Was that Nill-chan?

[He says this sharply. She might not hear, she might. It looked a little... well.]

[written]

[manmade-angel.livejournal.com]

[A bit of time passes, but then she finally responds:]

I'm alright. This pair of tights is ruined, but I'm alright. I'm sorry to worry you, Masaomi.

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[generalflirt]

[ . . . ]

[generalflirt]

Ah~ I'm glad to hear it! A shame about those tights though!