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frivilocity

[Unfiltered]

Sep 11, 2009 23:29

[Blinks at the immaculate floors of his new 'home']

Chane?

Chane?

Oh Chaneee~?

[And Claire begins ducking through the rooms on his search for his almost wife]

Is this some kind of new surprise you and Luck cooked up for me?

[Stops and begins to yell out louder with a smirk]My beautiful, loving, adoring, fiancé Chane ( Read more... )

!unfiltered, !first

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mr_blandy_bland September 12 2009, 05:47:18 UTC

No, y-you're probably just in the house that was assigned to you by the town.

frivilocity September 13 2009, 08:43:03 UTC

...Town?

Assigned?

Since when did New York have assigned housing?

mr_blandy_bland September 14 2009, 01:13:53 UTC

Never. Ah then again, it's not like this is New York, or any place for that matter.

frivilocity September 15 2009, 02:01:07 UTC

Are we somewhere out of country then?

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whotouchedmygun September 12 2009, 06:28:07 UTC

...why do you know Chane?

frivilocity September 13 2009, 08:43:36 UTC

Cause I'm her one true love of course!

whotouchedmygun September 14 2009, 02:03:58 UTC

...really.

frivilocity September 15 2009, 02:01:30 UTC

Well yeah, I'm going to be the one marrying her after all.

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bustydefense September 12 2009, 16:02:46 UTC

You're not in the house you think you are... but you are in the 'right' house.

frivilocity September 13 2009, 08:43:49 UTC

...Wait, what?

bustydefense September 13 2009, 15:06:16 UTC

You're not in your world anymore... This place has assigned us all homes. You're wherever they want you, for whatever reason.

1/3 frivilocity September 15 2009, 02:01:59 UTC

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1/2 stabs_trains September 12 2009, 18:43:43 UTC

!!

[ WHAT ]

stabs_trains September 12 2009, 18:51:46 UTC

[ That voice... it's him.

Chane was somewhere between shock, anger, and relief. What was he doing, spouting such inane things over a public telephone line...?! It was humiliating. The idea of taking a pass at him with her knife when she next saw him was extremely tempting. At the same time, she had been stranded in this place for weeks now without any trace of home. Hearing someone she knew was like a breath of fresh air, and although it was difficult to admit to herself, the fact that it was him made it even more so.

Chane didn't understand what she wanted to do, but she knew that, once again, she simply had to find him. She picks up the phone, holding it to her ear, but it's pointless - what can she do to reach him with this? The only thing she can transmit is silence through the phone. ]

frivilocity September 13 2009, 08:45:12 UTC

[pausing at the silence at the other line, he counts the beats and offers]

Chane?

Is that you?

Where are you?

stabs_trains September 13 2009, 15:33:50 UTC

[ He knew that it was her. Somehow, he could tell just from that... It really was strange to her just how well he knew her. But there was the more immediate problem of telling him where she was. With no voice, the telephone was an incredibly inconvenient tool for Chane, but it was her only connection to him at the moment. She paused to think. Her house number... She brought her fingers to the telephone, tapping against it in measured beats.

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