ⅰ┆i wanna get off this train!

[shrugs_a_lot]

W-what the...

Tifa! Aerith! ... Barret--where the hell?!


............


[Long pause is long, then there's the faint sound of pages being turned, probably reading some of the past entries in the journal and trying to understand how this weird thing works.]

Hello? [Testing... not yelling anymore.] Tifa, Aerith, Barret...


... Cid? ... Yuffie?


......

......

......


Vincent?

[A frustrated sigh.]

My PHS doesn't work and I found this notebook... Why am I talking to a book... This is stupid. [Mutters to himself, then a another pause.]

I lost a temple. You know, your regular old temple in ruins kind of thing, with little very old people and everything... I need to find it. It's really important I get back there. Unless I'm still... there?

....... Is anyone actually listening to--This is so stupid... Just forget it.

[Heavy steps can be heard as he leaves the room, he's still carrying the journal, for some unknown reason. And now he's in the fifth floor corridor, where there are a lot of rooms waiting to be explored--well now. Let's go opening some, shall we?]


{occ; hey, hey! He'll be opening doors, looking for his friends, it's up to you if he actually enters! This goes specially to the people in floor five, but anywhere works since he'll be searching all day. Open over the journal and definitely action for whoever wants to find him wandering around (or breaking into your room).}

Comments

[courageous_wit]

[fifth floor, you say? It so happens Hermione lives on that floor. She opens her door to see what's going on]

Erm, hello?

[shrugs_a_lot]

[And he's actually about to try to open that door when a girl comes out-- He looks confused, scans her from head to toe.]

.. You... are not an Ancient...

[courageous_wit]

[that's an odd observation to make]

No. I'm a witch.

[shrugs_a_lot]

[That one isn't exactly normal, for him anyway.]

Are you sure? [Because in his head, witches are not like that!]

[courageous_wit]

Yes, quite sure. [she looks amused]

I'm afraid I haven't heard of any Ancients in the castle, though.

[shrugs_a_lot]

[He would have tried to convince her that she definitely wasn't a witch, but something else calls his attention.]

... Castle? [And now he's looking around. Where in the world is he?]

Who are you? I mean, other than a witch.

[cheerupemoborg]

More people may be listening than you realize.

I hope you can keep secrets to yourself.

1/2

[shrugs_a_lot]

[!!! The hell!]

[shrugs_a_lot]

... Talking by experience?

[cheerupemoborg]

No, I'm smart enough to know when to filter things I don't want other people to hear.

[shrugs_a_lot]

Filter things... [What?]

[cheerupemoborg]

That's right. You can filter conversations away from groups or individuals.

[shrugs_a_lot]

How?

dictated

[takethat]

You'll get pretty used to talking to that book, actually.

dictated

[shrugs_a_lot]

But I don't wanna.

dictated forever

[takethat]

[...what the heck?]

...well, I guess you don't have to, but you won't get much done while you're here if you don't.

[shrugs_a_lot]

Dude, if you're a dude... cut me some slack, it's a book that talks.

[takethat]

Yeah, I know--everyone else here in the castle has a book just like it, and that's how we all communicate with each other.

[shrugs_a_lot]

Really? [That changes things!]

So you're actually someone else talking through this?

dictated

[hyuuga]

...Cloud? [Please don't tell her the castle put the Unova memories in the forefront of your mind and you think you're looking for Reshiram again.]

Do you...know Paradisa?

dictated forever

[shrugs_a_lot]

No, I--how do you know my name?

[hyuuga]

Because...

[She stops herself, unsure of how to proceed. If he honestly doesn't remember...]

...Because you've been here before. Um, if you don't mind me asking...what are some of your most recent memories?

[shrugs_a_lot]

I really doubt that.

[A beat.]

Ever heard of the Black Materia?

[hyuuga]

I'm sorry, but I haven't... You probably won't find it here either.

[shrugs_a_lot]

No, it's not that. We were looking for it in a place called the Temple of the Ancients.