http://neverabandon.livejournal.com/ (
neverabandon.livejournal.com) wrote in
paradisalost2009-01-03 09:47 pm
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[!!! A sound of alarm, and then some shuffling as he moves around, trying to figure out where he is/why he's suddenly here]
Uhh, this is--
...Doa? Where'd you go? R-Rin-san?
Uhh, this is--
...Doa? Where'd you go? R-Rin-san?

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DONE
...Isaku.
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Doa?
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Where're you!? Where!
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I-in a room. There's a window, I'll-- [stops talking as he looks out and sees that he's on the seventeenth floor]
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[picks up her journal and starts walking through the corridors, fast]
Look outside, outside! Gotta be a number! Tell me and I'll go where- ..you are.
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This door's number six.
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Floor... [looking, looking; spots it] Floor seventeen.
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Look, you're safe. You're out of danger for now - [glances up the page] - good, Doa's heard you.
Isaku-san, please filter to me! [insert instructions here olol]
[Rin]
So... like this?
Isaku
Um... maybe to Doa too, if you want.
I know this must all seem like a lot at once but - but please, Isaku-san, what's the last thing you remember?
Rin
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Isaku-san... that's a real load off my mind. It sounds like the situation was still pretty bad... but we got lucky in that respect, at least.
This place is called Paradisa. It's - another world, something like that, I don't fully understand yet. We were called here for some unknown reason, and we're replaced just at the second we left when we're let go. We communicate through these journals. And in person, of course.
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