one ► show me what i'm looking for

[gentleidealist]

[dictated]

[The journal falls open and picks up the soft sounds of a teenage boy's slumber. After a minute, it's interrupted by an wet snort.] Ugh... go away.

[Shifting. It sounds like someone tossing around on straw.] Noishe, I'm trying to sleep here. [His fingers curl into rough fur. He grumbles and tries to shove the disturbance away, but it's far heavier than he anticipated.

He opens his eyes.]

Wha— ... you're not Noishe. And this isn't my house.

[followed by, louder--]

Where are your eyes?!

[ooc: Lloyd is waking up in the stables with his baby. Hope this is okay! ♥

Also I am going to sleep now. Tags when I wake up.]

Comments

1/3

[apologeticangel.livejournal.com]

[She knows that voice....

There's a soft gasp as Colette drops what she was doing and rushes to her journal...]

2/3

[apologeticangel.livejournal.com]

Oh! [asdghkasdh yeah... you just heard a loud and solid thunck of Colette slamming into a coffee table]

Ow...

3/3

[apologeticangel.livejournal.com]

[SHE'S DOWN BUT NOT OUT!!!! She reaches out to grab the journal and pauses for another moment, before saying in a tentative voice (as if she's not sure if someone is playing a joke, or maybe she's just mishearing things)]

L-Lloyd?

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

[astonished Doctor is astonished. he looks up from his lab work and turns toward the journal incredulously]

-- Lloyd?!

[gentleidealist]

[Hey, strange people saying his name. He looks around, but the buffalo is kind of standing over the book so he can't see it at the moment.]

Yeah, that's me... What's going on? And where are you?

[AND WHAT'S WITH THE BUFFALO]

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[hey he recognizes that voice]

Lloyd?

[gentleidealist]

[Too bad he doesn't recognize yours.]

Uh, I really hope that's not the cow talking.

dictateddd

[covetly.livejournal.com]

--Are you okay?

dictated forever;

[gentleidealist]

[He tries to look around the buffalo, but he doesn't see anyone.]

I think I'm hearing things.

dictated

[heliotroping.livejournal.com]

[He recognizes that voice! That's one of the kids who took a buffalo.]

...They're not really born with any.

dictated :D

[gentleidealist]

[Among other things.]

What.

written; lolsob

[encourage]

Ah? Sounds like you're -- a new return?

Welcome to Paradisa, sir!

written;

[gentleidealist]

[Some time later, he's able to respond in his own quick, messy handwriting.]

Thanks... I don't remember anything, but I guess I really have been here before. This book is filled with stuff I've written. [Among other things.

Dad...]

I'm Lloyd. What's your name?

[cloakand_danger]

[That voice. That voice. Yuan shouldn't be so happy about a young idiot arriving, but this idiot is his world's hero, and that means a lot.

On the other hand, this means a whole new round of explanations. And he can only hope that this one doesn't want him dead.]

Lloyd?

[gentleidealist]

-- Huh? Yuan?

[That doesn't sound like the tone of someone who wants to kill you. He is genuinely surprised, and a bit grateful to have someone he can count on around.]

No one told me you were here. You're the last person I'd expect to see in a place like this.

1/3

[apologeticangel.livejournal.com]

[She knows that voice....

There's a soft gasp as Colette drops what she was doing and rushes to her journal...]

2/3

[apologeticangel.livejournal.com]

Oh! [asdghkasdh yeah... you just heard a loud and solid thunck of Colette slamming into a coffee table]

Ow...

3/3

[apologeticangel.livejournal.com]

[SHE'S DOWN BUT NOT OUT!!!! She reaches out to grab the journal and pauses for another moment, before saying in a tentative voice (as if she's not sure if someone is playing a joke, or maybe she's just mishearing things)]

L-Lloyd?

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

[astonished Doctor is astonished. he looks up from his lab work and turns toward the journal incredulously]

-- Lloyd?!

[gentleidealist]

[Hey, strange people saying his name. He looks around, but the buffalo is kind of standing over the book so he can't see it at the moment.]

Yeah, that's me... What's going on? And where are you?

[AND WHAT'S WITH THE BUFFALO]

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[hey he recognizes that voice]

Lloyd?

[gentleidealist]

[Too bad he doesn't recognize yours.]

Uh, I really hope that's not the cow talking.

dictateddd

[covetly.livejournal.com]

--Are you okay?

dictated forever;

[gentleidealist]

[He tries to look around the buffalo, but he doesn't see anyone.]

I think I'm hearing things.

dictated

[heliotroping.livejournal.com]

[He recognizes that voice! That's one of the kids who took a buffalo.]

...They're not really born with any.

dictated :D

[gentleidealist]

[Among other things.]

What.

written; lolsob

[encourage]

Ah? Sounds like you're -- a new return?

Welcome to Paradisa, sir!

written;

[gentleidealist]

[Some time later, he's able to respond in his own quick, messy handwriting.]

Thanks... I don't remember anything, but I guess I really have been here before. This book is filled with stuff I've written. [Among other things.

Dad...]

I'm Lloyd. What's your name?

[cloakand_danger]

[That voice. That voice. Yuan shouldn't be so happy about a young idiot arriving, but this idiot is his world's hero, and that means a lot.

On the other hand, this means a whole new round of explanations. And he can only hope that this one doesn't want him dead.]

Lloyd?

[gentleidealist]

-- Huh? Yuan?

[That doesn't sound like the tone of someone who wants to kill you. He is genuinely surprised, and a bit grateful to have someone he can count on around.]

No one told me you were here. You're the last person I'd expect to see in a place like this.