1st Ideal Sephira: Memories, Memories

[twisted_baroque]

[it had taken Dextera awhile before he wrote anything in the journal. he wanted to make sure this all was real; that the whole trip in Wonderland and winding back in Paradisa afterwards wasn't something his mind had created, even though he was aware people who left didn't remember. was it time for another break? it'd be nice if that was the case.

either way, the mute scribbles something in the journal.]

Hello? I think I'm back again. It's Dextera.

[also he has to ask this.]

Is it okay if I ask what that was? I don't understand it.

[it was weird, even for his standards of weird.]

Comments

Written

[twisted_baroque]

I wonder if there's a way to know if it works for good.

Dictated;

[gottaknockhard]

That might be when you leave.

Written

[twisted_baroque]

Leave this place? Or die?

[those are the only two kinds of 'leaving' he can think of.]

Dictated;

[gottaknockhard]

[Then again, sometimes it doesn't end there.]

Like I said, it's only a theory.

Written

[twisted_baroque]

Maybe I'll try it. People can show that theories work, right?

Dictated;

[gottaknockhard]

I've heard of that happening.

Written

[twisted_baroque]

Then I'll try. It doesn't sound too bad. Thank you for telling me.

Dictated

[gottaknockhard]

[It's kind of a weird feeling to have someone willing to take his advice. Not that he gives it very often, but still.]

No problem.