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paradisalost2011-07-22 03:22 am
gentleidealist) wrote in paradisalost2011-07-22 03:22 am
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one ► show me what i'm looking for
[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.]
[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.]
written;
Were they guarding secret treasure?
[He does sober at the thought of a town burning down, though.]
Ugh, I hope no one got hurt.
written;
[ You know, pirates is another depressing topic. Uh... ]
Which is another bright side! No one died!
written; SUDDEN NINJA EDIT
[She is trying REALLY HARD. It's almost suspicious.]
Is there a way to check if someone has been here before? Besides reading through the journal, I mean.
written; NOT A NINJA EDIT!
Yes and no. Ask on the journal for names, you might have some replies. It depends on who knew them, or was around if and when they were around. I don't think we have an entire list of names for everyone, but we may. I'd have to look back through my own notes. Who're you looking for?
[ Let's not mention that anyone who died ever has a tombstone, even if they're no longer here. ]
written;
Just... a couple friends of mine. I have someone from home I can ask, too. I'll let you know if I still need help.
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[So everyone loses something, and... it can be anything, even one's voice? Lloyd isn't sure what he lost yet, but just /thinking/ about his best friend slowly losing her humanity again-- it makes him forget where he is. In an instant, all of the seething anger he felt back then washes over him anew.
There's an angry outburst just waiting to be let out, but he shoves it down. His handwriting is a little shaky, and Sakura might detect a frustrated breath.]
I'm sorry. [His pencil leaves a little line across the page.] — Someone close to me lost her voice once, so if you feel like you have to say something, you can write in my hand. Whatever you're comfortable with.
written;
That's kind of you to offer. I wonder if it'd even work? The journals translate anything we write, and something allows us all to understand each other. Would something like that work?
But yes, I may stick with writing. Takes longer, yet it works. And I've gotten better at charades!
written;
[It would be detectable in his voice if he spoke right now, but his writing tone is back to being friendly at least.]
I hope you're better at charades than I am, or else we'll have a problem.
written;
[ Sakura is... both good and bad at charades. Hers tend to get very gesture filled, and she needs to simplify that down for the most part. ]
Ha! We'll have to see about that some time too.