explaining | [Voice]

Entry tags:

[Voice]

Man.

[A pause.]

Has anyone ever gotten that sudden rush, where you remember a whole lot of something all at once? Or you think you remember all of it, but then there's pieces missing...

Hahaha wow I'm dizzy. Okay, sitting down.

Um- well all right, I won't beat around the bush. Nami, Zack? Buffy? Draco? Meryl? What about anybody from home? Luke, Asch?

I don't need help, I'm all right to get to the village myself, but a friendly voice would be nice to listen to for the walk in. Maybe some conversation while I catch my breath. Ah, how about- hm. Your first day here in Luceti; how was it for you?

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

I never even got to punch the bastard. [He probably would've killed him, if not for people coming back to life.]

He was sent home a while back. Almost a year ago, I think. I'm not sure if that's good or bad.

I don't know about happy, but I was thinking about throwing a little party for myself around the time it happened ... Probably a coincidence, though.

I thought so!

[He laughs after that; god, it's good to laugh with Guy again. But right now there's more important things to focus on. Luke grins as he pushes the shoes over with his foot, having dropped them to dump the shirt on Guy's face.]

Here.

No. It's been a little over a month since you last went home, and that's going by Luceti's calender. [Hm.]

Are you all right? It must be a little overwhelming to remember everything that happened here. [You know, all things considered.]

I work both nights, so I'd be happy to serve 'em up for you, good patron.

[Heh heh.]

I know how you feel, though- after spending so much time behind the counter, it's a little weird to be on the other side.

[After the last several months, hearing Guy call his name over the journal is beyond surreal. It's something of a surprise to have him back again, but there's no relief or joy to accompany the feeling, only dread and - admittedly for good reason - apathy. He'd benefited in no way whatsoever from Guy's presence in the village last time. If anything he'd lost far too much already to risk it again. After all, why should this time be any different?

Just because he'd been called upon by name doesn't mean anything. He doesn't want apologies, or half-hearted pity, or - Lorelei forbid - any more of that oh-so-useful advice.

"Dig into that little, self-absorbed head of yours and find some goddamn worth in yourself."

....

No. It's just better for both of them if they just stay the hell away from one another. It's not... like they were ever really friends, anyway.

never, never, never

Asch holds the journal quietly for a while, just listening, replaying the words a few times, following conversations, the tone, the phrasing, the words. His name.

Something's off. Something's different, and he knows Guy well enough to recognize that. Saying his name that way, like he's someone worth caring about, like he matters... no, more than that, saying his name, period... maybe he-

....

No, no, no.

never, never, never, never

He shuts the journal without uttering a word, letting it sit in his lap for a moment, brushing a hand over the cover, tracing his name. Asch. Asch. The one he hated. The one he'd always hated.

Even when he'd-

Cursing suddenly, violently, he lifts the journal and throws it across the room, hearing a crash that probably shattered his lamp and not giving a damn, because it doesn't matter, nothing matters, and damn Guy to hell for doing this to him again, again.

It's better this way.]

Edited 2012-09-07 04:12 (UTC)

Hey, it's all right if it wasn't a coincidence. I can take personal criticism. I can take people disliking me, however unjustified it is.

Ah, thank you. [Guy brushes his feet off before slipping them into the shoes Luke provided, bending over to fiddle with them until they fit more comfortably.]

Let's get a move on, huh? [He stoops to retrieve his journal from on the tree and glances around for the shirt. Nope. It's already washed downstream, probably halfway to the lake by now.]

Yeah.

[Guy goes silent for a bit, and his smile tapers off into something a little less giddy and a little more contemplative.]

How're you doing, Zack? [Last time he'd heard, Zack had lost Cloud only a few months before, and things with Aerith were...rocky.]

[Oh man, Guy, you've been gone for like a year, SO MUCH HAS HAPPENED BRO.]

Me? I'm okay, actually! Things were good, and things were bad, but I'm still smiling, and in my book that counts for a lot.

...I'm sure you're right! You'll remember soon. It's okay. A-and even if you don't--['cause she totally knows how it is to wake up here and have a bunch of people say they remember you when you don't remember them]--we can still become friends again anyway! So there's nothing to worry about!

[ ...

She tucks her hair behind her ear and keeps smiling, though deep down she's not sure what to think, or feel. ]

I just got back a few days ago from a really long mission. Apparently I missed a lot... I guess everything's pretty good otherwise!

You've probably heard from Luke already, right?

I could do with or without it. Never put much into that 'spice of life' saying. The variety keeps things much more interesting, yeah. It also keeps 'em dangerous along that note, though, and I couldn't tell you if it's worth that.

You mean...like brain freeze from eating too much bamboo ice cream?

[Aaaah, this guy seems nice! And kind of plain, too. Panda likes that! He can't help but reply, miraculously using the voice portion for the first time instead of video.]

Um, let's see, my first day on vacation here...

[He thinks for a long moment, and then he lets out a very sorry sounding "Ah."]

I was viciously attacked...why did you have to remind me of that?

Aye. Starting off this world with a death penalty or whatever they're called would not have been pleasant.

[...That voice. It's so unexpected, after all those departures in the recent months. Anise barely absorbs the contents of Guy's message before she's rushing to reply.]

Guy! You're really back!

Not at the moment, no. Not really. Nothing worth mentioning right off the bat.

Probably good. Considering we're sent back to when we left, the length of time spent here -however long- wouldn't really have an affect on how long he stayed away from home.

Ahh, it's not so bad. It's just a whole lot to take in at once. I'll be fine in a few hours.

[Zack, you're always smiling. That doesn't always count for so much.]

Well, I'm glad Luceti hasn't been treating you terribly then. You've been here this whole time? No trips back home?

I am glad he can't do anything. Hell, I'm a lot more than relieved. But he's planning some seriously bad stuff back home. And even if time doesn't pass, it still worries me. [Mostly because he can't do anything about it.]

[stop ahhhh his heart]

Yup, that's a plan. If I don't remember you, we'll just have to keep talking until you jog my memory, right?

Yup; he's on his way with some shoes, actually. He insisted.

A long mission...was it a draft?

Any danger back on your world, or was the homestead relatively quiet?

[You know, a talking panda is not terribly strange since he's remembered Luceti. Hum.]

Ahhh, I'm sorry, my mistake. Do you want to talk about it?

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

Page 6 of 16

[Voice]

[voice]

[Voice]

[Action]

[Voice]

[voice]

[nothing]

[Voice]

[Action]

[voice]

[voice]

voice;

[voice]

voice;

[voice]

[voice]

[voice]

[ voice ]

[voice]

[Voice]

[voice]

[voice]

voice;

[voice]

voice;

[voice]