ⅱ┆dictated

[shrugs_a_lot]

[He has been listening over the journal, while having coffee at the kitchen counter and trying to figure out a little something.]

Guess this place hasn't heard of birth control...

[Mutters to himself while there surely is a shrug from his part.]

Anyway, [Louder...] now that I have this open... I've looked around but, have you seen a man wearing a black cape? His name is...




[dot, dot, dot]




... He's pretty tall and he's got long silver hair. He also carries a long sword. [Descriptions, he's good at them.]

Comments

[20thcentury]

Doesn't sound one hundred percent familiar. Though you'll find plenty of men with long hair, and some who wear capes.

[shrugs_a_lot]

Should be easier with the name, but--

Thanks, I guess.

[20thcentury]

Well, then let's have it.

[shrugs_a_lot]

... Can'trememberit [Mumbled, mumbled.]

[20thcentury]

Nothing to be embarrassed about. That's probably just your loss.

[A beat.] Unless it's not and you're just forgetful. Then you ought to be embarrassed.

[shrugs_a_lot]

Who is embarrassed? [Denial.] What do you mean it's probably my loss? [Believe it or not, no one has told him about that.]

[20thcentury]

Your loss. The thing the castle takes from you on arrival.

For example, one of my teammates lost his second heart.

[shrugs_a_lot]

His second-- Are you pulling my leg?

[20thcentury]

The other one lost his ability to fly. [Her tone is teasing, though she's totally serious.]

[shrugs_a_lot]

... [Woman and their teasing tones...]

What about you?

[20thcentury]

[A beat. She's trying to pretend her loss isn't what it is and that it doesn't bother her in the slightest.]

Haven't found out yet.

[shrugs_a_lot]

Really...

[Won't prod.]

How do get whatever you lost back anyway?

[20thcentury]

[yes good.]

Far as I know, you can't. It's supposedly the 'price you pay' in order to live in this place. Sort of a magical admission, I suppose.

I've heard of people changing their losses after being knocked unconscious for awhile, though. But that's a bit risky, isn't it?

[shrugs_a_lot]

Just what I needed...

At least it's possible. [Knowing him, he might change of loss a few times!]

[20thcentury]

So, have you forgotten your name as well?

[shrugs_a_lot]

Of course not! I'm Cloud, and you?

[20thcentury]

It's been known to happen, I'm sure!

Jenny.

[shrugs_a_lot]

That's gotta suck.

[Jessie? --ah, no.]

Nice to meet 'cha, thanks for the info too.

[20thcentury]

It's no problem at all. We've all got to play welcome committee at some point or another.

[shrugs_a_lot]

Hanging posters would work too...

Anyway, you seem like quite the expert, been here for long?

[20thcentury]

Not really; it's only been nearly three months. I'm just very alert.

[shrugs_a_lot]

Hmm.

How has it been?

[20thcentury]

Boring, for the most part. A bit weird. But mostly uneventful.

[shrugs_a_lot]

[Ah, boring, he can relate, a little. But--]

Weird? [Like, can it get any weirder that that?]

[20thcentury]

We went to a magical world where people pit animals against each other for fun, and it's 100% legal.