[voiced]

[Her voice is shaky, but you can't tell what emotion is behind it exactly. She's clearly in a state of emotional dishevel, and if you know her well enough, you'll recognize that she's really not quite sure what to do with things.]

I-... My-...

Mithos is here, my brother. Mithos...

( a bunch of filters )

[voiced]

[An excited gasp!] What a wonderful beautiful day outside! The sky is so vividly blue, the grasses so lusciously green...

Flowers! I simply must go gather more flowers. Capell, you'll come, won't you?

[Martel's event!loss? Her dignity. And/or that sense of reservation that keeps her inner spaz on the inside.]

[voiced]

Kratos... Where is Kratos?

[She's found her journal on her bedside where she'd left it, but her hands are shaking too much to do more than just knock it off the table by accident. You'll hear a thump, then some shuffling sounds as she quickly half-scrambles back away from it. Not scared, exactly, but... something. Some audible but shallow breathing, mildly resembling ( Read more... )

[vocalized, eerily calm.]

Capell... Faize requires your assistance. You'll find him where the village meets the forest.

[action]

[Martel bursts back into the house, looking around.]

Mother? Mother, where are you!? I must speak with you...

[vocalized]

[quietly, almost distant, as if she doesn't realize she's recording yet:]

Something is-... I cannot fathom what, but...

[louder now, clearly at the journal]

Good afternoon, everyone. How is everyone, today?

Is everyone... alright?

Flonne, you will find a large quantity of freshly picked flowers on your doorstep. I'm sorry I couldn't stay... I've a long-term guest I need to see to ( Read more... )

[voice]

Fionne, if you're not busy, I will be stopping in later today with the flowers I promised.

Would anybody care to help me locate flowers in the forest? Time passes more quickly with friends.

[written, but carefully scribbled out. probably readable if you try way too hard.]

Capell... I've found them. Would you care to play?

[action]

[Martel had gotten bored just lying around, even if Kratos did tell her it was best to rest a couple of days. So she had gone and found her panpipes and seated herself in the grass behind her house. For a ( Read more... )

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