[Voice Post || Lord Alexis Hargreaves || Public]
[Voice Post || Lord Alexis Hargreaves | Public]
((Click.))
((Some vague fumbling, someone learning the device again for the first time, a few small sounds, and then a child's voice:))
Ah ha! There it is. As I thought. I really do think I'm getting rather good with these devices. As I should, having come here with Father so often...
((He clears his throat a little and then begins...))
Father--
I am terribly sorry to bother you, even like this. I hope you'll excuse me, Father. I've got quite good with these devices and I thought I'd send you another message because, well, it rather seems customary now when we come here and I can't find you that I do send you such a message.
I see that we've come to this town again, though I don't know where you are at the moment. I'm sure you're...attending to whatever business you have here. I realise this must certainly relate to your work at the hospitals, since it does seem like this town is an asylum for the mad. It's quite sad, the things that must have happened to these people.
But, I only ask where you are because it has got quite dark and late now and I've not heard from anyone where you might be or when you might return.
Of course, I am still in the theatre where we always stay when we come here. And I'll wait here for you, unless I should hear that you would have me do otherwise. I know you don't like for me to wander about, even in the gardens at home. So I'll wait here for you, as I should.
I do wish you might tell me why we're always coming to this town. And why you've so often thought to bring me but not to bring Riff. It's very troublesome without him, as I'm sure you know. So why is it that we're forever visiting this town? And why can't Riff come with us? And why?--
... ... ...
I'm sorry. I know it isn't my place to ask these things. But it's all very queer, Father. I once met a little girl here who said she was my sister, and another little girl named me the 'Earl of Secrets', which I don't think was very right at all--even if I liked it--and there was a little boy who'd lost his pet lamb and who said that he'd been given a dove by an angel, and another little boy who had the very same name as Riff and quite a few very beautiful and very kind ladies and--Father, it's all so very queer and I don't understand it. And you've never explained a bit to me and...
... ... ...
I'm sorry, Father. I've spoken out of place again.
I'm sure I'll see you by this evening, Father. I'll wait here for you until then. I hope that I will see you very soon.
Thank you, Father.
((A few more vague sounds, a moment of fumbling, a few soft clicking sounds as he works his way around to turning the recording off again with a--))
((Click.))
[//voice post ends]
[ooc: And...little!Cain is little again! Someone come rescue him before his father finds him for reals ;; he's about ten years old here, has met Riff, but has not gotten rebellious quite yet--he's just starting to break out of his shell, but he's afraid of it all too. Be nice to him ;3; He's pathetic. He also vaguely remembers the City--since he's been here so many times. He just doesn't quite get it all. Also, according to the birthdate I picked for him, tomorrow is Cain's birthday. Can you imagine? Happy birthday to Cain. And to Kaori Yuki (that's why I picked December 18, lol). He'll be little for it, too.]
((Click.))
((Some vague fumbling, someone learning the device again for the first time, a few small sounds, and then a child's voice:))
Ah ha! There it is. As I thought. I really do think I'm getting rather good with these devices. As I should, having come here with Father so often...
((He clears his throat a little and then begins...))
Father--
I am terribly sorry to bother you, even like this. I hope you'll excuse me, Father. I've got quite good with these devices and I thought I'd send you another message because, well, it rather seems customary now when we come here and I can't find you that I do send you such a message.
I see that we've come to this town again, though I don't know where you are at the moment. I'm sure you're...attending to whatever business you have here. I realise this must certainly relate to your work at the hospitals, since it does seem like this town is an asylum for the mad. It's quite sad, the things that must have happened to these people.
But, I only ask where you are because it has got quite dark and late now and I've not heard from anyone where you might be or when you might return.
Of course, I am still in the theatre where we always stay when we come here. And I'll wait here for you, unless I should hear that you would have me do otherwise. I know you don't like for me to wander about, even in the gardens at home. So I'll wait here for you, as I should.
I do wish you might tell me why we're always coming to this town. And why you've so often thought to bring me but not to bring Riff. It's very troublesome without him, as I'm sure you know. So why is it that we're forever visiting this town? And why can't Riff come with us? And why?--
... ... ...
I'm sorry. I know it isn't my place to ask these things. But it's all very queer, Father. I once met a little girl here who said she was my sister, and another little girl named me the 'Earl of Secrets', which I don't think was very right at all--even if I liked it--and there was a little boy who'd lost his pet lamb and who said that he'd been given a dove by an angel, and another little boy who had the very same name as Riff and quite a few very beautiful and very kind ladies and--Father, it's all so very queer and I don't understand it. And you've never explained a bit to me and...
... ... ...
I'm sorry, Father. I've spoken out of place again.
I'm sure I'll see you by this evening, Father. I'll wait here for you until then. I hope that I will see you very soon.
Thank you, Father.
((A few more vague sounds, a moment of fumbling, a few soft clicking sounds as he works his way around to turning the recording off again with a--))
((Click.))
[//voice post ends]
[ooc: And...little!Cain is little again! Someone come rescue him before his father finds him for reals ;; he's about ten years old here, has met Riff, but has not gotten rebellious quite yet--he's just starting to break out of his shell, but he's afraid of it all too. Be nice to him ;3; He's pathetic. He also vaguely remembers the City--since he's been here so many times. He just doesn't quite get it all. Also, according to the birthdate I picked for him, tomorrow is Cain's birthday. Can you imagine? Happy birthday to Cain. And to Kaori Yuki (that's why I picked December 18, lol). He'll be little for it, too.]