cape_kore | 001 Video | Day 45

[Static flickers, the image of what looks perhaps altogether too much like another corpse visible between the stuttering lines of interference. This corpse, however, is not a familiar one. The view is pointed upward, showing the body to be that of a man, leaning against a tree near the edge of the forest, dressed in slightly ratty, Victorian-esque clothing and spattered with blood, oil, grease, and gods know what else. Though the picture sometimes cuts back and forth to black and white, there's enough time with color to show that his skin is tinged an unhealthy shade of yellow which has gone a little green in places, including along the edges of the dark circles that mark his slightly sunken eye sockets and around the bruises visible through the scruff and stubble along his jaw. Creamy, off-white lines and crusted smudges mark various wounds, all of which appear to be in some stage of healing, including the most prominent of them, a thin line that spans the base of his throat, just above his collarbone. It's obviously fairly fresh, even though it's already closed over, as it's one of the injuries that looks somewhat raw at the edges.

Now, squint and you might almost be able to tell that-- oh, yes-- yes, he's breathing, before the video is consumed by static and the audio picks up a thick, British accent draped over a raw-throated voice.]

Hn? Well, this is-- interesting.

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[ There's a brief pause. Anna's kind of freaking out here, okay? This guy is in rough shape, but this isn't anything like saving Jesse and co. This is a premeditated decision to expose herself. This needs some serious thought. ]

...Is anyone else with you?

Not as of yet.

[He considers this for a moment, long enough to take a look around himself. The question doesn't particularly strike him as odd, given personalities he has dealt with in the past, nor does the thought of mentioning--]

I believe someone may be on their way, however.

Do you know who?

[ It's a strange mixture of relief, and potential nerves that washes over her at that news, but...she has to find out who it is first. If it's someone she can leave him with, that's great. If not though, she'll just...have to find a new solution. ]

A name, brief description? Anything.

[Having not traded names as of yet, Oliver has to collect his thoughts for a moment before attempting to provide any description.]

A young man. Dark hair. He appeared somewhat ill, though likely quite a bit less so than myself. That is, unfortunately, the best that I can provide.

001 Video | Day 45 | Oliver Sumner

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