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[The message posted is a very brief one, and for anyone who has seen Reeve before, definitely not in character. The man looks to be in no small amount of pain, his head in one hand, his teeth grit, tears stinging at the corners of his eyes. Even when he speaks, his voice is clearly gasped out through pain.]

Has anyone... seen a little black and white

[His voice breaks as he curls up just a bit and clearly the image gets too close and a lot of his hair because his hand holding the phone has gone to his head too. And then after a moment of labored breathing the communicator is lowered back to where Reeve can be seen. But not centered now. Sorry, he's not looking closely.]

Cat. Stuffed animal. About six inches tall, responds to 'Mini-C'. At least twenty meters from the main fountain. Probably further away.

[Another flash of pain across the man's face.]

Please, if you've seen him, bring him to me.

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Indeed. To both q-

[Cut off again for gritting teeth and a bit of shaking.]

He wandered off. I can't see where.

When I find him, is it safe for me to pick him up?

[He doesn't know how it works. And better safe than sorry. At any rate, he's already on the move.]

[Yeah, well, it's a big city, good luck. Poor thing can't even make noise.]

Yes. He'll know. I think.

[Hard to tell. Hard to be in his head from this distance.]

Can you manage to keep talking to me while I search? About anything at all.

[So he can keep a look out for Mini-C while keeping an eye- or an ear- on the man's situation.

He'll try to be quick, at any rate, using the Force to rush all over- starting with the area that had been specified.]

[Unfortunately the area is basically 'everything that isn't close to Reeve'. And can the force pick up on stuffed animals imbued with magical souls? Probably. Actually, the force is probably the best answer.]

I don't-

[Another wince]

I don't know. Might. Pass out.

Try to keep talking, alright? Tell me your name, perhaps. Where you're from. Your favorite color. Whatever comes to mind.

[Well, he can already sense him anyway- so if he needs to get to him, he will.

For now, his search for Mini-C continues- and he's searching for him, too, through the Force. If the two are tied to each other, then there should be something to pick up on through that bond.]

Reeve. Gaia. Red.

[See, he can answer the questions, in order. With his voice sounding breathy from the pain.

But indeed, there is a connection between the two of them. Something like and definitely not like the force. Part magic, part life energy, part... something more on the level of soul, a tendril connecting Reeve to his creation, and it burns hot with anger and pain, fraying and cracked and feeding all that pain back on Reeve.

Doesn't help that Mini-C has found his way into a less than safe building and a piece of rubble fell onto the thing, preventing it from escaping and finding its master.]

I wish the circumstances were better, Reeve, but I'm glad to make your acquaintance.

[He's glad to hear him still talking.

And once he has a fix on the stuffed animal's location he heads that way, into the unsafe building- moving carefully. Once he finds the little thing, he lifts the rubble off.] I found him. I'll bring him back to you now, alright?

Please. I need...

[It hurts. So much. He can barely think now.

As for Mini-C, the second it's free the little thing weakly pushes itself up and stumbles away from where it was stuck, clearly trying quite diligently to start back to it's master.]

[And Altair will just gently scoop the little thing up, putting his comm away for now so he can ensure that he's properly and securely holding him.

And then he's off to deliver him to Reeve- moving quickly.

Hopefully he'll get there before the man passes out.]

[Good news. He hasn't passed out. And just closing the distance with Cait helps some, such that by the time the man sitting just by the fountain would be visible, he's breathing easier. Of course the closer they get the more Mini-C, who had been still until then, starts trying to flail his way out of Altair's arms.

By the time he's finally approached Reeve will still be pale and panting a little, still clearly in some degree of pain, but no longer suffering from overwhelming surges of it.]

[He's careful not to let him flail out of his arms, unsure of whether or not the fall would hurt both Mini-C and Reeve at the same time.

Once he's over by the other man though, he carefully puts the little guy down and then kneels to get a better look at Reeve.

He looks better.] Do you think a visit to the hospital will be necessary?

[Excuse him while he worries.]

[Once on the ground Mini-C immediately closes the distance to Reeve and jumps into his master's lap. Can an expressionless doll look concerned?]

I don't know, I... It wasn't like that at home. Cait Sith could be a whole world away and I felt no pain. It's better, now that he's back.

This place can really mess up any unusual abilities.

[Even he's had his own connection to the Force messed with, though he's still not sure if that was him trying to shut himself off from it, or if it was the Agrii.

Still, he knows his connection to ghosts is inaccessible still at least.] Maybe a visit to the hospital isn't strictly necessary, but... I've got food there to share, and tea as well. I think that at least would do you some good.

[Tea isn't coffee, but Reeve definitely could use something. He nods but it will take a moment before he gets to his feet.]

Thank you. I could have... I could have severed his connection, but it would have effectively destroyed him as he is now. I couldn't bring myself to do it.

You needn't explain why you didn't to me. You value him, obviously.

[He gets it- he has attachments too. Things he can't do, or part with, even if it would be easier or less painful.]

Are you able to walk without support or do you need to lean on me?

[...] I promise I'm stronger than I look.

[Reeve values all that he inspires. It is other people that assume they meant little to him. Then again, Altair could see that bond like others couldn't, or sense it, couldn't he? The man had an edge others didn't.]

You look strong enough. Help would be appreciated, though.

[Reeve tucks Mini-c into his breast pocket, and Mini seems content there, close and safe.]

Of course.

[He offers a shoulder to him to lean on, so they can make their way to the hospital.

He would offer to carry him, but he's pretty sure that would come off as condescending, given that he can obviously walk so long as he has some help.]

[Why ever would he be offended to be carried? Reeve was not so touchy on matters of 'masculine strength' as others were. When he could not, he would not. It was silly to expect anything else.]

Forgive me for taking you from more important work.

[Because now that he's relatively closer to functioning, he feels so embarrassed for his clumsy message.]

All the work I do is important. That means helping you, too.

[Every crisis is one he ought to respond to- whether it's injuries or something else.]

I can feel the bond between you and Mini-C. And your pain at being separated. How can you say I was being pulled away from more important work when you were suffering?

You can...

[Feel the bond? Amazing. Not even Nanaki had known it, and the man had been attuned to the planet. Not even Aerith had known. This man is very interesting.]

I didn't know that. That anyone could feel it.

Once you said you were connected, I could easily follow the signature in the Force- the Force being an energy that binds all life together.

[He hadn't been searching for that, until it was mentioned.

Once it was, it became easy to follow.] I could feel your pain, too, as I said. So don't say that you pulled me away from more important things again, alright?

[Well, the magic that connected him to Mini-C was undoubtedly energy, and Reeve always was certain it imparted life, so he is pleasantly surprised to find someone confirming that for him.]

I'm certain the hospital has greater concerns than my migraine.

Beyond efforts to fix it up, days there are thankfully quiet.

[Beyond certain preparations.

Still.] Besides, I'd be a poor healer too, should I have just left you be. Pain is pain, after all, regardless of its source.

[Okay, that's a fair point. Which Reeve will concede, even though he's prone to ignoring his own pain.]

Alright. But please, if medication is uncommon, do not waste it on this.

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