For lastvoyages: Journal Entry 35 [video]

[feels_no_love]

[Dracula sits in the semidark, his shades drawn and the fire in his grate down to embers. He stares at the screen and his eyes flicker slightly. He drums his fingers briefly on his desk, where the communicator sits, but says nothing. Hesitates. Then sighs and sits back.]

This is pointless.

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[vinkus_witch]

Is it?

[feels_no_love]

Elphaba?

Elphaba! You can hear me?

How are you doing?

[vinkus_witch]

Yes, I can hear you. I'm fine. I suppose this is what it's like to be on the other end of something like this, then. You're in my crystal ball.

[feels_no_love]

Oh. Well, I hope I am not interrupting anything crucial.

I'm still on the Barge, of course.

[feels_no_love]

[Dracula freezes in place. He knows that voice...even if he may not necessarily know the woman who bears it anymore. But the voice that comes out of him is still shaky]

V-Verona?

[feels_no_love]

[He winces and clenches his hands together, thinking that she must have moved on too. Of course. Fighting a surge of self-pity he licks his dry lips and forces a smile.]

I do not know. I was not aboard this cursed crate when last this happened, and it has not been explained to me.

[ICoffin Calling..]

[sweet1600]

...Dad?

[pause]

Dad! get off the line! I'm trying to talk to Clawdeen!

[ICoffin Calling..]

[feels_no_love]

[An astonished pause]

But...

Wait...

Who is this?

Re: [ICoffin Calling..]

[sweet1600]

[Then there is a picture. It's a pale girl wearing pink-and white-and sporting a heart on her cheek. She looks-furious.]

Don't pretend you don't know who I'm talking about dad. I know you and Clawdeen don't get along but it's time to stop living in the 1300's, vampires and werewolves don't have to be enemies anymore or hide from normies and-

[frown] ....You're not dad.

[ICoffin Calling..]

[feels_no_love]

Ehm...I haven't met a Clawdeen, I'm sure she's lovely. It really depends on the werewolf these nights, Lupin was an oak and...who...is this?

[He blinks at her owlishly as the vidscreen pops on.] I beg your pardon--ehm, no. No, I am not. There seems to be something odd with the communications network today...

[ooouuuuuch]

Phone home.

[feels_no_love]

Ehm...hello. I beg your pardon?

[ooouuuuuch]

Phone home.

Noooot sorry~

[nowdashawayall]

Vladislaus - nice! Nicer, anyhow...

What would you like for Christmas?

[feels_no_love]

[He nearly drops his communicator.] Ehm...I...

Want my wife back. Just out and say it, you dolt, you want Marishka back!

No. I cannot wish this place upon her.

All I want for Christmas is to be able to stomach beer.

[nowdashawayall]

I've never tried to alter a little boy's digestive system before.

...Hmmmm.

I think I'll need more elves.

[feels_no_love]

Ehm...I...promise not to bite them? [Now wondering what he's in for....]