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CHARACTER NAME

Dearka Elthman

CIVILIAN NAME

Derick Eichmann

TEAM

Revelation

HOUSING NUMBER

001

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Comments

[coordination]

Things aren't going well.

We were able to take some of these bastards out, but there are too god damned many of them...!

[coordination]

[ A stray text message within the chain. Because he can't speak when he's gagged. ]

They took us below ground level, so don't bother with the rest of the castle.

[coordination]

[ And then back to voice, because truly, not much can shut Yzak Jule up. They thought he didn't have skill enough to slip a gag once he was left alone? He's an elite soldier! Though ZAFT training didn't exactly cover how to get out of something like a pillory...

Not that he mentions either of those things. He opts to spare the details here, on the off chance these messages were going through and still are. He doesn't want to throw Dearka and the others off by making them needlessly rush and panic if they hear that they're downstairs and in cells being tortured.

But there's still a telltale suppression in Yzak's voice like he's biting back pain as best as he can. And he speaks quickly, statements short and to the point like he's giving out orders when he knows there isn't a moment to waste. ]

If you guys are getting a plan together out there ... you better make it quick.

They're starting to take action.

[coordination]

[ Back to temporary text. ]

We did what we could from here. Smashed as many of those skulls as possible in hopes that you were able to visually confirm our location.

I hope it was enough.

[coordination]

[ Now, like a dam beginning to crack and leak, the pain and exhaustion in his voice can't be hidden. The more time that passes, the more injuries get inflicted onto him, the more he bleeds and the less he's able to tolerate it. Even the brief stretches of time where Yzak is left alone in his cell aren't enough to rest. One can't really settle, much less sleep, in a pillory, after all. ]

You're usually ... on time ... when you've got somewhere to meet me.

Don't make this the first time you're not.

I'll allow a ... grace period, just this once. So ... hurry it up.

I'm waiting.

[coordination]

[ Yzak's voice comes low, now. Not quite the tone of someone given up (because that is one thing he'll never do until that final darkness overtakes him), but someone past that threshold of pain where the only thing they seem to have the strength to do is breathe, and even that sounds labored. Despite the attempt to keep his tone neutral and lucid, it's clear that it's taking nearly all of what little energy he has to not sound in dire straits, and he's failing miserably at even that. ]

To think ... I just gave you so much shit ... for nearly dying...

[ Is that short exhale just another result of his pain, or a wry huff at the irony of it all? ]

And now I'm not ... sure how this is ... going to end.

[coordination]

[ And, finally, a text. He's not gagged this time ... and yet he can no longer speak. ]

not

givi



ng up


but if there's no


choice

i'm sorry