ϡ - Chapter Seven; the reality of everyday [voice]

[folklorist]

[ Sup Luceti. You residential mythology derp is walking around his house, though he seems confused, very confused. You might hear a thud and a small hiss of pain as he stupidly, clumsily absentmindedly walked into a wall. He wasn't paying attention, you see, and for good reasons. Someone's room is empty and it isn't his. ]

...Ted? Hm...no, not there either. Er, oh. Oh dear. All his belongings are gone. [ If you could see his face he'd be wearing his sad puppy pout. ]

I'm terribly sorry for anyone who knew him, but I do believe Ted has been--sent back home. It suddenly seems a bit more...empty, doesn't it? Ah, I guess that feeling is characteristic for such an event. I- I do hope he's all right, back in his world. [ Housemate buddy Helios wishes you the best. ]

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[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

It should be safer to be home, than here..

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[folklorist]

That might be the case for some places, yes. [ And he remembers what you've been through, so. ]

But who's to say really if another world is truly safer than here without actually being in it.

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[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

...Some worlds must be though...

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[folklorist]

It's best to think that way, hm? [ He laughs. ] Mine was certainly not as dangerous...but it had it's, ah, moments like most world's do.

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[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

I think all world are like that..