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[It's later in the evening that the journal feed turns on, but it's too dark in the room to see who opened the journal. And though the residents of House One will be treated to the sound of a window shattering in Ion's room, those listening in over the journals will only hear a short, hurried message:]

I'll be back soo--

[The voice cuts off with a sharp cry of pain, followed by silence.]

( OOC )

[It was late last night when Ion was taken from the village, and it had been done so quietly it might have been impossible to know he was gone if his bedding hadn't been thrown around the room.]

[But he wasn't gone for very long, as it's less than a day later that Ion returns to the village sometime in the early evening. At a glance, he might just be mistaken for another new feather: he's sitting on the ground near the plaza, wearing those same white new feather pants with a somewhat confused look on his face. But to those who know him well, they might also notice his hair looks a few inches shorter than usual.]

[He isn't doing much, likely because he doesn't know what he should do. What does one do after they've just been born? Should someone walk by, he'll turn his head to stare at them, but he won't say anything.]

( ooc note )

[It's later in the evening when the Fon Master makes a reappearance in the village just outside the barracks. Somewhat dazed, Ion takes only a few steps before tripping and falling to his knees in the snow.]

[He brings a hand to his throat as he gasps, the numbing effects of the drugs quickly wearing away and bringing to attention a stinging pain running along his neck and chest. Numerous vertical cuts, some deep but none within rage of vital arteries, litter the front of his neck. And with only flimsy bandages to cover the wounds, the front of his robes had served to soak up much of the blood as a result.]

[Knowing he won't last long in the snow dressed as he is, with a shaky hand, Ion opens the journal and starts trying to speak to call for help... but no words come out. He tries to cough and clear his throat, but that only increases the pain in his neck tenfold. As such, a pained gasp is all that can be heard over the journal, the book unfortunately tilted towards the snowy sky.]

[And the Malnosso weren't even kind enough to leave him with a pen.]

[The journal is on and left recording, but just as Ion was about to close it for the night, he suddenly disappears from view. The sound of the chair falling over, a crash, and then a short cry for help echo over the network.] W-What's going on...!? Who are yo-- ahh!!

[It's all over in seconds, but it takes a minute for the journal to time out. The room has been left in disarray and the Fon Master is nowhere to be seen.]

[[ooc: Mini Hiatus! Ion will return from Mallynapping Monday. All threads on hold until then. Have a good weekend~ 8D]]

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Fon Master Ion

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