◄ sword of swords [LLOYD IRVING] (
gentleidealist) wrote in
paradisa2012-01-13 01:28 pm
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nine ► nobody knows
[dictated]
[The journal picks up a nice, long yawn-- followed by a belch and a muttered 'scuse me'.
And then--]
Hey... Who turned off the lights?
[He's been MIA for a month due to a loss and that's the best he can come up with.]
[The journal picks up a nice, long yawn-- followed by a belch and a muttered 'scuse me'.
And then--]
Hey... Who turned off the lights?
[He's been MIA for a month due to a loss and that's the best he can come up with.]

dictated;
[...... but the invisible 'yet' clings to that sentence]
dictated;
That's good...
[A pause.]
I'm pretty sure I went to sleep in our house, not in the castle... [He sighs a bit and feels his way around his empty room.] Where are you right now? We should probably stick together.
dictated;
But I can come to your room to meet you, i know the way.
dictated;
Anyway, I can come find you too!
... Where's your room again?
dictated;
The fourth floor, so right below yours. [but he sounds a bit disoriented....] I'll meet you at the stairway between the two!