video; un: whiterose [forward dated to June 29th]

[finethanks]

[Eichi decides to make his first post in riverview a video message. He looks pale and a little nervous about something, but he speaks confidently. Some people might recognize him— his face has been appearing more and more in posters and advertisements in the city for performances.]

At first I thought I was hallucinating or something along those lines, because "magic" is something that doesn't exist in my universe except as science made to look like tricks. However... it seems I've gained some sort of ability.

It may be strange to ask, but has this happened to anyone else? I'm nothing like a "hero" out of a story book or anything like that, but I certainly healed a wound. [He glances down, flipping over his own arm and frowning in his focus.] Just now, I also cut the back of my arm to test it, since it was making me doubt myself, and I was able to heal that, as well.

[He's really not the type of person who should be harming himself in any way. But despite his paleness, he's conscious! Just... definitely exhausted in appearance.]

To be honest, I feel a little faint, now, but it may be due to my elevated heart rate after all of this. I'll look forward to any answers or advice I can receive.

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[finethanks]

We've seen each other just earlier today, haven't we? Fufu, do you miss me?

[Teasing, but mostly to avoid being called out for being dumb. At least he's not fighting it like he did when he was stuck back in time a little.]

[leatherdaddy]

[ EICHI... ]

More like I'm putting you in the corner. Break time starts now.

[ Don't mind him while he just makes good use of that shared balcony to see if he's left the door unlocked. His own is generally left open to allow the cooler night air in during the summer season. Eichi's health, on the other hand, might mean he keeps his closed... relying more heavily on a carefully climate-controlled apartment. ]

[finethanks]

[Eichi opens his mouth to reply to that, but before he can, he hears the slide of his balcony door. It's unlocked, and Eichi is in the kitchen, standing at the sink with a bloodied knife in his hand. He didn't even get time to clean it off?]

You're in such a hurry, Gladio. [He switches off his video feed and pockets it instead, turning on the sink. The room is still a considerable mess, but it's not as bad as it could have been if Ignis weren't cleaning. He hasn't arrived today, but Eichi assumes it's because he's driving around with Noct in that new car of his, or something.]

Are you going to force me to lie down again?

[leatherdaddy]

[ Gladio looks at the state of the place and his shoulders sag. Noct, seriously... aren't you the least bit embarrassed making your roommate tolerate this kind of mess? His eyes move to the sink, where Eichi starts to clean a bloodied knife. He sighs about them both for being their own unique brands of impossible, folding his arms as he leans against the door frame. ]

Not this time, you can take a seat.

[ He has to give him credit where it's due - not many would have the daring to cut themselves to see if they could magically heal. ]

...So it really was you. Learn anything?

[finethanks]

A little.

[He smiles to himself as he finishes washing the blade, then rinses his own arm and hand off and leaves the knife in the sink. He turns the faucet off and moves over closer to balcony. Finding a seat on the couch over there, he smooths his fingers over his arm. It must be where he'd made the cut, but there's no sign of it now.]

It feels quite cold, but once I put my hand over the cut, I healed it without a problem. It seems touch is the key.

[leatherdaddy]

Cold... yeah, I remember your hands feeling that way.

[ Instinctively, Gladio's hand goes to his throat. It doesn't show any signs of bruising or a scar, no hint as to the trauma it suffered earlier. It's like he had only dreamed that it happened, a waking nightmare. It almost doesn't feel real yet.

Gladio moves aside to let Eichi pass and set himself on the couch, then joins him. The cushions jostle when he lands his big body into it with less grace than Eichi. He throws his arms over the back of the couch, spreading out. ]

Is that when you know it's working? That healing ability.

[finethanks]

It seems to be. I've only used it that one extra time, but that's what I was able to determine.

[That it's cold, and that it feels like it tires him out to use. He's sure that Gladio's neck being as bad as it was is why he felt so exhausted afterwards.]

Magic doesn't actually exist in my world, so I wonder why this sort of thing is happening now?