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[venetianprince]

Help... me... help...

[Feliciano's voice is weak even across the network, and fades towards the end. There is silence until a new voice replaces it some time later- and it sounds still like Feliciano, and yet... It doesn't seem to be him speaking.]

Someone please retrieve my body. My weak body, I am powerless here and I was being fed on like prey and someone protect my body from that blood-drinker! I refuse to be a blood meal!

GET ME OUT OF THE STONE-CAVERNED HULL OF THIS SEA-FORSAKEN SHIP AND RETRIEVE MY BODY.

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[venetianprince]

You can perceive it that way. I am Venezia, after all.

Not yet. So far as I am aware- which is very little, considering Feliciano's lack of consciousness- I am still in the caverns.

You, caro, to whom walls are no obstacle... you would be fastest. Grazie.

[cawfullyironic]

Dude, just keep talking so I know you're okay and apologies to any poor motherfucker I splatter with birdoplasm on the way through their unexpecting selves.

[venetianprince]

[There is a soft laugh. The voice is soft still, fond.]

Si... si. I'll keep talking.

I'm sure they'll forgive the transgressions.

...do be warned, my neck is riddled with the wounds from those teeth.

...I do not wish you to be more surprised than you must already be.

[cawfullyironic]

Shit fuck goddamn, I hope someone around here got some healing magic or some shit cuz I don't think I can get my time powers to work that way. Haven't bothered with any of that shit in years.

[venetianprince]

Leonardo- one of mine, clever, my dear beloved patriot- he can heal. He has done so before, for some of my war wounds.

With time I shall heal. With assistance it will heal faster. It is difficult without blood.

[cawfullyironic]

So not the ninja turtle. Got it.

[venetianprince]

[There's a small sound and then a brief silence- and then a laugh. That sounds much more familiar.]

Y-You... caught me off guard with that one, caro...