☇ o n e 「 ♥ 」 voice.

[purgedhope]

( there's a tried sigh as hope falls into a seated position, absently shifting in a manner than sends the journal falling to the ground. grunting as he bends down to retrieve it, flipping papers without a lot of thought. )

I-I can't find any of them, if they were in this city I would have at least heard Snow by now. ( more pages are flipped

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[rebeliune]

[ Alarms ring off in her head at the sound of his voice. Hastily grabs her journal and opens it, hoping that this isn't some trick in her head. ]

Hope? Hope!

[purgedhope]

[ alright, talking book aside. that voice is more important. quickly grabbing his journal and bringing it back into his lap. ]

Lightning? Light, that you? How are you... are you talking through this thing?

[rebeliune]

Yeah. Look, I know how talking like this is weird, but it's apparently the only version of a "phone" they have. Are you hurt?

[purgedhope]

Weird. ( a pause. ) No, obviously confused but I'm fine. Are you alright?

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[tembleques]

It's called Solace and you'll soon wish you weren't brought to this fucking place.

[purgedhope]

( okay. he's used to a lot of things, sadly talking books are not one of them. )

Hm. Is it that bad?

[tembleques]

Been here for a year.

Don't you reckon I'd have better things to do?

[purgedhope]

A year? ( there's an odd pause, then a sigh. a year isn't probably something he has. )

Really, I don't know what to reckon about anything concerning this place.