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folklorist) wrote2010-02-07 04:35 pm
folklorist) wrote2010-02-07 04:35 pm
ϡ - Chapter Three; the normalcy of everyday [action/voice]
[ Regardless of the light snowfall now going that won't deter the ever wandering headmaster who is carrying various bags of groceries from his recent travels back to his new apartment. He’s just whistling a little tune as he does so not really paying much attention; he might even trip a little but he doesn’t fall yet the bags he’s carrying rustling with the action. If you happen to run into him as he’s standing outside community house #7 you’ll see his bag is filled with all sorts of foods, and a lot of bags of sugar…like three or ten four. ]
Only a few weeks here and I've already been subjected, or at least everyone around me has, to one of those so called shifts. Amazing! I wonder how they're doing it...a spell? Incantation? Perhaps some sort of voodoo? Hmm oh! Maybe it's these wings it's hard to say but I think...[There's some shuffling as he puts down the various bags. He laughs and clears his throat. ] Oh...I forgot this was on! And here I am talking to myself, haha!
Now then...which room was it? Floor...five. Oh dear...er. Ted, or Lazlo even, haha I seem to have forgotten the room number. Ah my memory isn't what it used to be! [ There's another light laugh. ] At least I found the building!
[ Or there’s the reason that he never asked, derp. There’s some rustling as he puts down another one of the bags scratching the back of his head to disperse the snow now clinging in it and because he's totally forgotten where to go. ] It's Valentine's Day soon...isn't it? Well in terms of days back on Earth, at least I think. I had almost forgotten.
[ His voice sounds completely emotionless with that sentence if not a bit sullen. A sigh comes over the transmission, albeit its constrained and distant as if Helios moved away from the journal so as to not be heard. This holiday is always the hardest on him, but he won't concern anyone with his problems. ]
I do hope everyone enjoys themselves it's such a nice holiday, lots of sweets to be had and all that! A very rich history to it as well. Maybe we'll even be graced with a visit from Cupid himself. [ And his voice goes back to being its usual happy self and he laughs. ]
Only a few weeks here and I've already been subjected, or at least everyone around me has, to one of those so called shifts. Amazing! I wonder how they're doing it...a spell? Incantation? Perhaps some sort of voodoo? Hmm oh! Maybe it's these wings it's hard to say but I think...[There's some shuffling as he puts down the various bags. He laughs and clears his throat. ] Oh...I forgot this was on! And here I am talking to myself, haha!
Now then...which room was it? Floor...five. Oh dear...er. Ted, or Lazlo even, haha I seem to have forgotten the room number. Ah my memory isn't what it used to be! [ There's another light laugh. ] At least I found the building!
[ Or there’s the reason that he never asked, derp. There’s some rustling as he puts down another one of the bags scratching the back of his head to disperse the snow now clinging in it and because he's totally forgotten where to go. ] It's Valentine's Day soon...isn't it? Well in terms of days back on Earth, at least I think. I had almost forgotten.
[ His voice sounds completely emotionless with that sentence if not a bit sullen. A sigh comes over the transmission, albeit its constrained and distant as if Helios moved away from the journal so as to not be heard. This holiday is always the hardest on him, but he won't concern anyone with his problems. ]
I do hope everyone enjoys themselves it's such a nice holiday, lots of sweets to be had and all that! A very rich history to it as well. Maybe we'll even be graced with a visit from Cupid himself. [ And his voice goes back to being its usual happy self and he laughs. ]
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