{Animus}

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[There's the usual static hum on everyone's PCD, as the screen goes black. After a moment, a low flute tone starts up, continuing as a background melody throughout. For anyone who hears it, it would sound vaguely familiar, from their home world- though played inexpertly, as if they couldn't entirely remember how it was supposed to go.]


too soon, too early

not quickly enough

calm down, take a breath we're still setting up
we'll take it apart
you always do

we can carry it ourselves
is it really necessary

^finally, that's better
wait what's going on

Comments

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we lost

[magicxmarker.livejournal.com]

Well, I can help you there, what did you lose?

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

we're on a journey to retrieve them

[magicxmarker.livejournal.com]

Huh.

And...where did you last see yourselves?

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

if we remembered
we'd go back and retrieve ourselves ourself

[magicxmarker.livejournal.com]

Well what did it look like?

So I can keep an eye out!

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

big

[magicxmarker.livejournal.com]

Oh.

Um, any other like, identifiable features?

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

fluffy and soft
and so many legs

we'd like some extra wings

[magicxmarker.livejournal.com]

Wait, is that what you want? or is that...

[He's confused.]

What does the limb you already lost look like!

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

we can't remember

[magicxmarker.livejournal.com]

[Guh, he is getting rather irritated.]

Okay, okay. I'll talk to you guys next time. I'll keep an eye out for your uh, stuff.