27 February 2009 @ 12:47 pm
[Amaterasu is here, carrying a mobile phone between her teeth, carefully so that she doesn't break it or drool on it. Once she's on the Plane she sits down and sets the phone in front of her, tilting her head at it. She paws at it a little, which sets off the vibrate. She jumps back and watches the phone vibrate against the floor from a few feet away.]

Well, I must admit, I really have no idea what to do with this thing. No one in Kamiki has seen anything like this, although I believe I have seen this little machine around here before. It is used to contact people, like instant letters, yes? Hm, although I wonder why that voice was trying to sell me...what was it? A "time share?"

[The phone stops vibrating and she shakes her head, looking quite bewildered.]

Ah, Sam, if you are around, I may need your help with this. Or really, anyone who knows what these things do.
 
 
[She staggers onto the plane at the edge of Ammy's forest, unwounded and wearing jeans and a t-shirt that don't quite fit. Misaki seems fine, physically--just a little cut on one cheek, no cause for concern. Two steps, and then she's down on her knees.]

[She heaves once, twice, and nothing comes up, and then just satisfies herself with shuddering. She drags herself upright and walks to the grass, leaning her back against a tree, and then sliding down its length to the ground. Her shirt catches, threads come loose, she doesn't notice. She's crying a bit, though not out of pain or any close loss. It's the scope of the thing. Tears shed over the kind of disaster that gouges a canyon through the familiar and the safe.]

[A whisper, almost an apology:]


They were dead. We thought... we thought they were dead.
 
 
27 February 2009 @ 06:10 pm
[Somewhere in the trees of Amaterasu's forest, coiling around a branch overhead, there is a little green snake (maybe three feet long, if you could actually catch it to measure). Not only is this snake notable in that it's the only one in the entire forest, but also because the snake apparently speaks English as well.]

[...with a high-class English accent.]


Blessed...can't go a single week without something like this, can we?

[The snake sighs, which really just sounds like a hiss if anyone is listening. Feel free to poke him, or wander through the forest and get ambushed.]


((ooc: Experiment start~))
 
 
27 February 2009 @ 10:19 pm
[Kuhn appears on the plane with a huuuuge sigh, trudging his way over to the bar and plopping down on a stool. After five seconds of blankly staring ahead... his forehead meets the bar with a satisfying, "Thunk~!" ]

[He mumbles to himself. It's quiet to begin with, but the fact that his face is against the table means he can't possibly be understood unless you're right there beside him. Every few words, though...] ... Boss... .... ....possibly... .... ......... ...wasn't my fault...
 
 
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