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paradisalost2011-09-24 11:22 pm
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1st category - human. [ accidental dictated and action ]
[ The journal opens at the same time that someone sounds like they jumped the last four steps of the stairs. The exhale after it sounds like who ever it was didn't realize it was the last four steps rather than the last two.
But to anyone watching, it should be clear that Duke hadn't jumped stairs. In fact, he'd dropped from... no where, and landed wobbly. He straightens, and turns slightly to look about. ]
... Dark... Did the lights ... no, even without Brave Vesperia... The spirits would... The garden is too dark... [ He takes a step, and nearly stumbles. Startled, and a weakly amused noise. ]
... Injuries more severe than thought... Definitely ...strong... [ He's just going to stand there, slightly slouched because fighting a group of four heroes thrice in a row, despite magical boost and healing in between... isn't exactly easy on the body. There are scraps of fletching in his hair, his coat is cut and torn, singed, soaked and frosted, and the beginnings of bruises are showing on his pale face. ]
[ooc: Duke is in the lobby, and despite all his talk of night, it most definitely isn't. He won't be able to answer anything written, but if you want your characters to figure this out, I'm okay with replying "sorry, he hasn't noticed" if you want to have to swap to dictated! just... note. Or something. Have fun~]
But to anyone watching, it should be clear that Duke hadn't jumped stairs. In fact, he'd dropped from... no where, and landed wobbly. He straightens, and turns slightly to look about. ]
... Dark... Did the lights ... no, even without Brave Vesperia... The spirits would... The garden is too dark... [ He takes a step, and nearly stumbles. Startled, and a weakly amused noise. ]
... Injuries more severe than thought... Definitely ...strong... [ He's just going to stand there, slightly slouched because fighting a group of four heroes thrice in a row, despite magical boost and healing in between... isn't exactly easy on the body. There are scraps of fletching in his hair, his coat is cut and torn, singed, soaked and frosted, and the beginnings of bruises are showing on his pale face. ]
[ooc: Duke is in the lobby, and despite all his talk of night, it most definitely isn't. He won't be able to answer anything written, but if you want your characters to figure this out, I'm okay with replying "sorry, he hasn't noticed" if you want to have to swap to dictated! just... note. Or something. Have fun~]