Jan. 9th, 2012

melodist: (♫ like a warning of what could be lost)
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[dictated]

[The journal picks up a soft gasp and some faint shuffling. When Tear finally speaks, her voice is dry and tentative. Considering she's spent the past month or so as a doll it's not out of the question.]

The journal is... This is Paradisa, isn't it?

[She gets up, a little unsteady, bracing herself on the chair. And why is she in Luke's room...?

A little more business this time.]
It appears I've been [a short pause] indisposed since late December, courtesy of the castle. I'll resume my duties at the clinic when I'm certain there aren't any lingering effects.

[Luke] )
foolreversed: (Did he just run that kid over?)
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[it's a while after Adachi discovered his new blank journal that he runs into another surprise: his Christmas present from the castle.

His just closed journal opens back up again as he falls back against his table, knocking it off]


H-How... What... How did you get here!?

[something actually replies back to him, and it sure doesn't sound human... or like any animal. In fact it is very screechy and just bizarre. But at least it sounds... happy?]

Scree!

No... no, no, no! You've gotta go back to where you came from, right now!

...screee?

Go! Oh geez if anyone finds you we are both so screwed.

[a brief silence. TIME TO GET MORE AGGRESSIVE.]

Go on! Get lost! Get the hell outta my sight!

[but then whatever-it-is just makes those screechy noises again. This time very distinctively UNHAPPILY, almost like crying. It also sounds like something just slithered away.]

No! Don't hide behind there! Crap... I'm sorry, I'm not rejecting you! Come on out? Be a good little-


(ooc: so because Adachi had literally nothing he could give a shit about back home, the castle gave him a tame, non-violent baby shadow as a pet. Basically he's got this.)

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