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[A hand slams down on the device, turning it on and fingers are stretched out over the lens with familiar half-gloves. In the muffled background there's coughing, the shifting of dirt as if someone is being dragged when really it's just someone getting up.
A flash of red between the fingers.
The red disappears. So do the fingers. A pained gasp and rattling sigh.]
Did he have to do that...? [The familiar rasp of an injured Lavi.
And a curse in Italian as the time feeds out. The device staring up at an unrelenting and unhelpful sky.]
ooc; EDIT Forgot to mention he had gone home for a canon update so now 207 with his last appearance. Can refer to the application on this one's journal. |
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[for the past few days Dextera had been mulling something over. when he asked the network about how to sleep without dreaming, someone had told him about something called 'the best day of your life' and 'nice' and 'good days' too. having those things might make it a bit easier to sleep, but Dextera was coming up with nothing from home.
it was hard to call something nice or good when most of your memories consisted of you getting murdered, after all.
so that was why he decided to put the question to everyone here. they'd been able to answer his other questions, so why not this one?]
Can someone tell me what 'the best day of your life' looks like? Or a 'nice' or 'good' day. |
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[The feed's on for a long moment before Kanda lets out a breath and finally speaks.]
Has anyone seen the idiot rabbit? [Lavi.] Or the broody hermit, for that matter? [Sasuke.
Two missing people usually doesn't bode well. And Kanda's afraid of the outcome he's assuming.] |
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For anyone who is curious, I'll be starting supply runs again next week. They'll be like before and you can request items rather than getting just the basics. Any questions about it can once again be asked here if you're unsure about something I can get for you. |
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Now that winter is coming, it'll be easier to keep a blood store going. Some time in the next month, I'd appreciate it if everyone made an appointment with me. If any of you happen to know your blood type, tell me right away. If you don't, I can determine it for you.
[He's doing his best to speak gently, so the idea of jabbing everyone with a needle sounds as appealing as possible.]
I'd like to get small samples from everyone, and if you meet the requirements, start the donations.
We never know when we could have another invasion on our hands, and next time we might not be so lucky. |
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[private to Raven]
[it's a simple text, but it'll have to do. he didn't know any other way to thank someone.]
Thank you.
[and now for one sent out to everyone else.]
Can I ask if there's anyone in the church?
[this would probably be one of his stupid ideas, but Dextera wanted a little time to himself because what was dealing with his issues in a healthy way?] |
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I figured I had better ask if anyone wanted to stop with their Russian lessons or if anyone wanted to pick it up since it's been a while since I asked. Or we could do some other language if anyone wanted. Though the lessons won't be picking up for a while.
Okumura, I was going to ask Rin if he wanted to travel east with me past Credinta but... [Since he's gone...] I thought I should ask you instead. If you don't want to go that's fine. I've gone by myself before. I won't go until you or Kiriko clear me.
Just a side note, awning work has been put on hold for a while. I want to try and get a loom set up so that her majesty can try her hand at making us warmer blankets. The dining room table is done, as are the chairs, though the kitchen is still a work in progress. Thanks to Loki the library is complete, but I suggest knocking on the door before going in, it's someone's room now as well.
Loki, I left a pallet next to the door early this morning. I didn't want to wake you. |
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[she looks all... excited, when she addresses the feed. Smiling more then she usually does at that seat she's more or less adopted as her own in the common room by the window. Back to her sewing again, which is sitting in her lap.]
I know it's not yet, but usually I organise my own parties anyway. Well, in any case. Given how utterly miserable it has been lately... [the nightmares, erg] ...I think, since it's my birthday on the seventh, we may as well throw a party. I think it's notable because at least in modern dates, it's my... [she bites her lip while she counts] ...468th birthday. As going by the current year and the year of my birth.
Should you be willing to wish me well of course. Failing that, we never did celebrate defeating our enemies and we ought to, since we're all mostly recovered. Whatever the reason, I still think it might be enjoyable. For all of us.
[even you, Lin, she'll hold truce]
Suggestions are always welcome for anything. I was thinking of having it in the evening, outside somewhere. Enjoy the weather, even if the heat is awful. [Elizabeth's plan, at this point, is to drink as much wine as she can, and wear her fanciest dress. Even if there is no party, this is what she's doing.] |
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[the feed is falling when it swtiches on, probably because someone had tossed it against the wall and when it lands, it showing Dextera's room which has been torn apart.
Dextera has wedged himself into a corner, knees brought up to his chest and his hands firmly clamped over his ears. the mute is staring at something - something he could only see and god he wished the voices would just stop - and it's very clear whatever it is is terrifying him almost to tears.
he can hear it. the voices that blamed him for the Blaze, the voice of the Archangel telling him he failed over and over again and his own with the sounds only someone without a voice could make. And then, finally, Dextera could see himself. all of them. every single time he failed and that was all that was left of--
letting out a choked sob, Dextera curls up even tighter. he didn't care that he was being recorded right now. he just wanted this to stop.]
[ooc: just as a heads up, it's possible the subject of character death might come up here.] |
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[She's actually made sure to click the video on this time, and she's... well, her Queenly self, jewels and curls and far too much silk. All very evident to the place where she's been the last two weeks because she surely had no reason to dress like this here, there was after all, no one to impress. She's addressing the feed while she took off her feathered hat, putting it down beside her on her desk, absently arranging things on the desk.]
Forgive my absence, it seems my England had need of me. 'No rest for the wicked', is the appropriate phrase is it not? [the term Loki had used for it, she quite liked it.] I cannot know how long it has been, only that it's been too early winter at home, but still apparently summer here... [which with that, off came the heavy silk jacket she was wearing, tossing it over the back of her chair, and she sits down herself.] ... and whomsoever it was that was in my dresses and things whilst I was gone, thank-you for not stealing them. [though she's fairly sure she knows who it is because there is so few women here.
Taking out a hair pin, she fiddles with it, mind far away for a moment as the light bounces off it through the window. Little rainbows reflected on the wall.] ...If, ah... [distracted again before she clears her mind of it and takes out her earrings] ... If there is anything worth telling me, as well as any changes, I should wish you to do so as soon as possible. I hope as well that the Mayor of Credinta has caused no more trouble. It would be a comfort to know there is some peace to be had in this place, and that all of you are in one piece. I know how you all like to worry me.
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