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[acowardlyoak]

H-hey... Hey!

What is this...? S-someone tell me what this is! What's going on here - where's the army?! Konatsu? Konatsu!? W-where... [A shuddering breath, quickly turning into a horrified gasp.]

What are these-

W-wings...? No, wings are... this isn't right! It can't be true, I can't be a-a... I can't be de-deThis... this is a joke, right? A

Comments

[vipermirage]

It's not a joke or a bad dream. Though I wouldn't discard the first idea you got, mu~.

[acowardlyoak]

Does... does that mean that I really am d-d-de-ad?[He can barely even get the word out.]

[vipermirage]

It's a possibility. Though some people assure they weren't dead when they came here, others were.

[acowardlyoak]

Well then, I can't be dead! I... I was alive before I came here, I know that! A-and I feel cold. Dead people don't feel cold, right? Right

[voice]

[redroseprince]

Um...

...Are you okay...?

[voice]

[acowardlyoak]

[Oh he's paying no attention to that journal. Well, he can hear it - but he's not really noticing that's where any sound is coming from?

Who said that?! [And of course, that voice is a little less intimidating, more shrill with fear.]

[voice]

[redroseprince]

[It may not sound intimidating, but Jennifer is very intimidated by it. Also, I like your comment chain.]

I-I'm sorry! Did I...um...did I startle you?

[voice]

[acowardlyoak]

[Poor thing - being around this fellow would be a heart attack for you, no matter his emotional state then.]

I'm not startled! [Because hyperventilating is a good way of proving that. To his merit, he seems to be at least trying to calm down instead of flying into a blind panic.]

Where are you?!

[Voice]

[acowardlyoak]

Another world?

[There's definite terror in that voice - alternate dimensions are not where his mind is going. Horrifically still people and blank white tundras with red all arou-]

So this is...

[Voice]

[acowardlyoak]

[Unseen, Shuri's pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes to try to block out the snow everywhere so he can at least try to focus. Whoever the stranger is, they're not... attacking. Yet. It could be a trap. He's not sure what to think, but it's pretty unlikely he's thinking at all right now..]

A journal? [Oh, there-! But... Okay, processing all of this slowly.] Books... don't talk.

[Voice]

[notakor]

[.....Oh goddammit, he knows that voice.]

...Shuri? Now you're here?

[Voice]

[acowardlyoak]

[This? This is about one hundred times worse than that little flipout with the prisoner. Shuri can't seem to even catch his breath - and judging from those hitches, he's probably trying pretty hard not to start outright bawling.

Mikage's voice stops all sound though. Unseen, the blonde's eyes dart around wildly, fingers sliding slowly up to his hair.] T-that's it, v-voices! D-dead people's voices...

[Voice]

[notakor]

[Oh good grief, he's really having a panic attack, isn't he? The poor git. There's a little sympathy, though not much- Shuri's a bastard and the way he treats people of lower status is irritating, but that's really part of being an idiot. And not even idiots deserve to get killed or freeze to death just because they're scared.]

I'm not dead, just calm down.

[Voice]

[acowardlyoak]

[Which is most likely why he survives to become one of the most irritating comedy relief characters ever.] Yes you are. I know you are. Everyone knows you're dead.[There is a phobia of this word. And he has it.]

[voice]

[acowardlyoak]

[Love you too, bro.]

Haruken...?

[voice]

[acowardlyoak]

He has to be!