01. ♛ new frequency ♒ VOICE

[encobert]

[greetings, solace. the journals are tonight infiltrated by an anonymous identity. it is a journal with no symbol, no name, no traceable source. don't ask how that is, because the man clearing his throat above the pages is meant to remain an enigma--well, to those who don't recognize his voice, anyway. only a handful of people on the foreigner's

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[austering]

[--wait a second. That's a voice Leon knows pretty well.]

--!!

Lenalee! [A soft growl.] What's going on?

1/2

[encobert]

[ah, of course someone would leave a message for the girl. not that it bothers him. but for her to answer that--]

Easy now, foreigner. The girl's a little dazed right now, so I'll--

[skycrossing]

[brief, but the spy muffles protest as the book's taken from him and a hand is set over his mouth.]

Le...Leon? ...That's who you are, right? [hesitates a second, hoping she's not saying the wrong name.] Um... I don't fully understand it either, but another king was killed, and... we're all in trouble again.

[austering]

[An 'wasn't talking to you' stops dead, barely reaching lips-- he's a little more concerned about Lena. ;A;]

Yeah, that's right... [Just chalking it up to not having talked in... a long time. Funky stuff happens around here.] Trouble again? Lenalee-- you're alright?

Voice

[juniorarchiver]

[... Whoa back up the fun bus he knows that voice]

Lena? Is that you?

1/??? + voice forevarrr

[skycrossing]

[--oh, what? this... this voice.]

2/???

[skycrossing]

[she could've sworn he was gone-- or could she? he was here, that much she was sure. but then he came back... and vanished? or was that another instance, a trick of mind and imagination?]

3/???

[skycrossing]

[or... or what if it's just someone who sounds like him? surely, if she was in solace for as long as she was told she'd been, she would at least have a handful of friends... what she doubted was their permanence in the city, and no one could answer that if she didn't know whom to ask for.]

/late, brick'd, sobs

[blacksuited]

[ Like Halifax would Cissnei forget that voice. She files away the rest of the information she's heard, swiftly and almost unconsciously, before-- ]

Lenalee! You're... you're okay. [ It's a question more than the statement she makes to reassure her own self, however. ]

don't worry, we've all been. /unbricks

[encobert]

My, my, another one. You sure've got a lot of friends, Le--

[the girl intervenes with a firm "give me that!", and takes the book from D.]

Sorry, he's such a busybody. You're...Cissnei, right? The person who lived with me....

sankyuu ;;

[blacksuited]

[ Cissnei bristles slightly at the initial voice over the journal but at Lenalee's words, her concentration snaps back. And then.

A pause. ]

Yes, that's correct. [ Overwhelming relief colours her response even past the worry because odd answer or not, that's still Lenalee and she's still there. ]

Are you safe, Lenalee? Who's that other person with you?

<3

[skycrossing]

He's... a friend. Please, don't worry about him, he truly means no harm. He's a subordinate of General Isen.

[offers a smile in her voice] I'm safe, Cissnei. Are you?

[regalitas]

I see you still draw breath. [ forgive the princess, she's a little stressed ]

[encobert]

[oh look it's bea..hn.]

Ah- I or the girl, Princess?

[regalitas]

You, more than the girl.

[encobert]

[chuckles. such little faith in the spy?]

On one hand I'm honored for your care, but on the other a little disappointed you thought me dead. I wouldn't want to die before my job's done. Got something nice waiting for me, after all. Though, besides that, I'd thought your subordinate would keep you informed.