Archie Kennedy (
simplestgift) wrote2011-07-31 04:52 pm
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Eighteen Bells: [ACTION/WRITTEN]
[Kennedy comes to himself lying on his side in the grass, his wings splayed haphazardly, a slight breeze causing the feathers to flutter. He lies still for a moment, watching without thought the grass as it ripples softly before his eyes. Then he remembers that he was taken.
That explains this.
It begins to come back to him. He'd glimpsed the cages and panicked. They'd jabbed a needle into him then, and everything had gone soft, then black. He remembers nothing between then and now, and nothing is what he'll search his memories for. The blackout is a blessing, even if it is unsettling. It would be worse to remember.
He's in his own clothes--shirtsleeves, waistcoat, and trousers--and his journal is lying nearby, because clearly the Malnosso are paragons of courtesy. He rolls onto his stomach to reach for it when he hears a clear tinkling sound. He reaches for his throat. There is...something, very much like a collar. No, it is a collar of steel links with no clasp, and hanging from it is a bell.
A bell he cannot touch. It rings when he moves, but his fingers pass through it. No matter what he does, he cannot keep it from sounding.
Apparently someone at the Malnosso facility is a wise guy who eavesdrops on certain conversations and thinks he's pretty damn funny.
Okay. So no audio. He grabs the journal and writes instead.]
I'm here. How long have I been gone?
-A. Kennedy
P.S. Horatio, do tell me one of you fed the cat.
That explains this.
It begins to come back to him. He'd glimpsed the cages and panicked. They'd jabbed a needle into him then, and everything had gone soft, then black. He remembers nothing between then and now, and nothing is what he'll search his memories for. The blackout is a blessing, even if it is unsettling. It would be worse to remember.
He's in his own clothes--shirtsleeves, waistcoat, and trousers--and his journal is lying nearby, because clearly the Malnosso are paragons of courtesy. He rolls onto his stomach to reach for it when he hears a clear tinkling sound. He reaches for his throat. There is...something, very much like a collar. No, it is a collar of steel links with no clasp, and hanging from it is a bell.
A bell he cannot touch. It rings when he moves, but his fingers pass through it. No matter what he does, he cannot keep it from sounding.
Apparently someone at the Malnosso facility is a wise guy who eavesdrops on certain conversations and thinks he's pretty damn funny.
Okay. So no audio. He grabs the journal and writes instead.]
I'm here. How long have I been gone?
-A. Kennedy
P.S. Horatio, do tell me one of you fed the cat.
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actually--]
You really should stop trying to gray my hair, getting into trouble so often, Archie-san.
ā Sayo
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[To walk with him? She sounds like she's volunteering herself. Wistfully.]
Sayo, it would be best if you remained safe inside. Or rather--perhaps you should stay with someone for the time being. Our house has four beds, and we're all military men.
[Wellard will have to sleep on the couch, but...]
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Iā
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I wouldn't intrude like that. I've been able to avoid most of the monsters, anyway.
[Maybe one or two harrowing moments. :|;]
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I'm sure it should be okay! My apartment doesn't seem to be affected, so I was just planning on camping out, anyway.
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I have plenty of food to last me until this is over, anyway.
[Whenever... that is...]
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You should be more concerned with getting home, Archie-san. Your friends are probably worried about you, wandering around outside like you are.
[AKA you need someone more than she does, right now.]
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You could at least ask Rydia at the Welcome Center. She could place you with someone.
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Fine, she'll just need to give you something to feel compromised with.]
.... I'll consider it, if you keep yourself out of trouble.
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[Ting, ting, says the bell. Thank you, bell.]
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Archie-san, what was that noise?
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[The furry things with whiskers. :|a]
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[OH.]
Is it a new fashion style?
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[It may or may not be a complete lie.]
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