Early in the morning

[cowgoesmoo]

[ Just before dawn, anyone monitoring the low-band station that Rem's transmitter is usually set to might hear the following short message from a child who is clearly trying not to panic. ]

Blades, this is Feathers-home, Feathers-home calling Blades, what's your twenty? Where are you!?

[ There's a pause of about a minute, then the message repeats three more times, and finally the transmission ends with: ]

If anyone out there knows who this is and you see my brother, tell me right away!

Comments

[cowgoesmoo]

[ Octovern. That’s so far away! There’s two of them there, though, so that’s good. They can look in more places than one Vash alone could.

There’s a map of the world, on the wall next to the radio. With a pencil, Vash makes two little Xs next to Octovern, and nods. They’re going to find Nai. Wherever he is, together they’ll find him. ]

Okay. Good. Report back in two hours.

[ Yes, he’s giving the orders now. What? Somebody has to! ]

[tallredridinghood]

[ ... no chuckling on the radio, at least. ]

Fair enough. Or sooner, if there is news.