☼ [Dictated] ☼

[aphoenixsong]

I have found myself in the most curious sort of predicament. One moment, I was dead and the next, I am standing in the middle of what I can only describe as a room with a remarkable view. To further complicate matters, I have located this device which is all too foreign to me. Thankfully, I am in full possession of my wits - which are substantial - and I was able to turn it on.

[He pauses to let his words sink in before continuing, his tone as light and unassuming as ever:]

My name is Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, though that is rather much to remember. There was a time that I simply responded to Albus, so I think that shall do for the present time.

What I seek are answers and I will patiently await them until either they drift my way or I discover them on my own.

Comments

I apologize.

[yay_heiress]

[London is trying really hard to get all that, and she gets just enough to form a coherent thought.]

Wow. That... is a really long name. So, who's this Albus you're responding to?

[aphoenixsong]

I believe Albus is me. [He does sound amused.]

[yay_heiress]

Oh! I guess that makes sense.

I have a friend back home who talks to himself all the time. Don't worry, it's not really as weird as it seems.

[aphoenixsong]

I wasn't talking to myself, but perhaps I phrased it poorly. Then again, I see nothing wrong with taking mental notes.

[yay_heiress]

You take mental notes? I wish I could do that! I usually take notes in a notepad.

[aphoenixsong]

It depends on how good of a memory you possess.

[yay_heiress]

Well, I always remember not to wear a colorful lipstick with a colorful blush. Does that count?

[aphoenixsong]

That would be a poor choice indeed. Though I am a fan of colors.

[yay_heiress]

I am too!

I just wish I could still see them.

[aphoenixsong]

You have lost that ability?

[yay_heiress]

Uh-huh. The castle took it from me.