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010 [Filtered to the Amestris | Voice]
Things have certainly gotten lively, haven't they? I can't say I'm a fan of all the security, though. I think I'll just stick to my room until this is sorted out, one way or another. Sooner rather than later, I hope. I've never cared much for this town.
[ooc: Someone has no papers because someone loves false names and ridiculous modes of travel ( Read more... ) -
009: In which Howl voices his opinion. [Voice, Public]
Well, well. Someone has certainly stirred up the network, hasn't she? [a laugh] It's a shame the only people who seem to find themselves in print are the ones whose opinions are needed the least. Who would like to bet that our esteemed Ms. Lorena has never encountered a demihuman in her life? It would explain why she's carrying on like a small ( Read more... ) -
008: In Which the Wizard Offers His Services [Voice | Filtered to the Fiertia]
That was a terribly unpleasant business, wasn't it? That time of year always takes so much out of me. At any rate, as compensation for the inconvenience, I'm willing to repair anything damaged by our little inundation... free of charge, of course. I've seen first hand the damage it wreaked on clothing.
[OOC: Probably should have posted this a tad ( Read more... ) -
007: In Which There Is a Great Deal of Hysteria [Accidental Voice, Public]
[Starting some distance off from the journal, eventually getting closer]
--it is terrible! Just look at it! I've gone old before my time! Who will ever take me serious like this?
[In the background again, a different voice, this one oddly crackly]
Howl, you're overreacting. Maybe the spell just went bad. It is Long Night and--Howl. Howl!
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006: In Which a Wizard Catches a Cold [Voice, Accidental Public]
[There is a great deal of moaning and groaning as the recording begins, sounding as if someone might be mortally wounded. Which no one, in fact, is. When Howl finally speaks, he sounds congested, hoarse, and miserable. Also hopelessly melodramatic.So we're finally moving on from that dreadful place. Too much bad weather and nothing to look at. Good ( Read more... ) -
005: In Which There is a Plenitude of ...Penguins? [Filtered to the Fiertia | Voice]
[Sounding quite amused]
It seems I picked a very interesting ship to travel on. I have to wonder if things always operate this way? It does seem a rather chaotic way to go about one's business, but I suppose I have no room to talk on that account ( Read more... ) -
004: In Which There Is a Great Deal of Witchcraft
[There's a great deal of creaking and groaning of wood and metal as well as a bit of crashing and banging going on before Howl speaks, sounding both a bit distracted and somewhat out of breath as the spell he's using begins to knit together broken bits of the ship every which-way...it's not pretty, but I've managed to reinforce the worst of the ( Read more... ) -
003: In Which Things Seem to Have Taken a Turn For the Worse... [Voice | Locked to the Fiertia]
[The first part is quiet, seemingly directed at someone else in the room, rather than the journal]
They certainly seem to have made a mess of things, haven't they? I can't very well let this continue...
[louder now, clearly speaking to the journal]
We seem to be having some difficulties! Is there anything I can do to assist? -
002: In which the wizard is terrible with money. [Filtered to the Fiertia]
Garrettstown! It's been awhile. The markets are delightful, though. Time to do some shopping... -
001: In which introductions are made. [Filtered to the Fiertia]
With the commotion that occurred during our departure, I though it would be prudent to hold off a few days before introducing myself. Wouldn't do to get lost in all that clamor, now would it ( Read more... )