❧003 ❧Accidental Video & Open Comment Log

[dominateartimus]

[The angle of the recording was off, as if someone had accidentally hit it and the view displayed a room, along with majority of a person's body. By the tone of his voice, he was frightened and confused.]

--at is wrong with me!? ...T-This... this is not right!

[He takes a step backwards before glancing around at his surroundings.]

I should not be here... I am not suppose to be here!

[He steps past the journal and the sound of a door being open is heard. Not long afterwards, its closed and silence takes over. Thirty seconds pass before the recording ends.

Sandrath can be found wandering the Keep, although trying his best to avoid people and busy areas.]

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[unit_67]

Sandrath!

[But of COURSE he leaves his record in his room. Of course. Lily jumps up from where she's seated on the Green (the voices are finally gone - she missed being outside!) and jogs towards the barracks. That's her best bet. Good - she manages to catch him just as he exits.]

Hey, San, hey! What's wrong?

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[dominateartimus]

[As Lily crosses his path, he suddenly stops and takes a step back. He doesn't know her and shouldn't talk to her. His main priority was to get in contact with above not to communicate with surface dwellers.

He turned to quickly move back the way he came.]

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[unit_67]

[Oh come the fuck on. San, you're 500 years old, fleeing from a 5-foot 14-year-old girl. Battle loli, yes, but a little girl nonetheless.]

San?

[She stops in her tracks. Should she follow? He seems like he's in a hurry... But his post, he seemed frightened.

Fffffuuuuuccccckkkkk. Decisions. WHAT DOES SHE DO. Think, stupid, think!]

San! Um...

[She ends up standing there like a huge idiot.]

Do you... need help, or something?

[UGH.]

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[dominateartimus]

[He may be that in physical age, but mentally he had reverted back to under 100 due to the Keep.

He kept hearing her call his name. How does she know it? This wasn't right. What if she was a demon in disguise or maybe another angel? His senses weren't giving him anything about her.

San stopped, but kept his back to her. Constantly fighting with himself to ask or flee. He finally managed to force some words out.]

...Yes.

[Audio]

[fallintheriver.livejournal.com]

None of us are supposed to be here. Stupid.

[video; several hours later]

[dominateartimus]

...I know.

[He didn't have a response for the insult.]

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[fallintheriver.livejournal.com]

[Ezra was definitely not expecting for him to agree.]

...Well as long as you know.

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[irredemption.livejournal.com]

You alright there, mate?

[Not like he completely cares, but it can't hurt to be nice to one of the very few people who doesn't hate him around here.]

[video; several hours later]

[dominateartimus]

[There was an uneasy expression from San as he addresses this bizarre journal.]

I am. I apologize for my sudden... freak out.

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[irredemption.livejournal.com]

Hey, mate, no apology needed. We all have our moments now and then, eh?

[video]

[dominateartimus]

...I would not know.

[He shifted his gaze away from the journal.]

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[dontfeartheme]

[She'd heard his journal entry, but hadn't bothered to reply after it became pretty clear he'd left without his journal. Instead, she'd kept an eye out for him while out smashing the occasional pumpkin.

When she does spot him, though, she heads over immediately.]

Hey, Sandrath! Didn't get yourself injured again, did you?

[And she's mildly concerned here, but she's not going to admit it.]

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[dominateartimus]

[San froze in his steps at hearing his name from another person. He glanced over his shoulder at the woman approaching him. He wasn't sure if he should stay or flee, or what to say for the matter.

His blue eyes currently reflected his uneasiness.]

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[dontfeartheme]

[All right, maybe she's admitting it a little bit now.]

Are you okay? What happened?

[dominateartimus]

[He looks down at the ground infront of him. Taking a moment to try and figure out what she meant by that.]

I... do not understand what you are talking about.

[halfbrokenwings.livejournal.com]

[Isabella did not REALLY wish to leave her room, and she was having second thoughts about even attending this 'party' that was supposed to happen, but there were a number of obligations she was committed to and she was going to see them through.

It meant going into the hallways, with the silent orange faces all around, and confronting the cause of her distress head on. They were quiet now, which was almost as bad as when they were talking, and three times creepier in her opinion. So she was not dawdling in those hallways- and rounds a corner going too fast, nearly knocking into someone.]

Eep-! I am sorry! Please forgive me, sir!

[dominateartimus]

[San was startled by the sudden collision with the angel. He was on his back side and was staring up at the woman. She... was unlike anything he had ever seen before.]

Are... you all right?

[halfbrokenwings.livejournal.com]

[She had rocked back from the impact but a dancer's grace kept her standing and she immediately bends to help the stranger to his feet.]

I am fine... are you alright?! I am so sorry! I wasn't thinking.

[dominateartimus]

I am... fine.

[He was relucant to take her hand due to staring at her wings.]

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[needsnobottle]

Let me know if that argument draws any results, Sandy.

{OOC: Sorry I'm delayed in responding! Meant to tag this and then got swamped by other things.}

[video; several hours later]

[dominateartimus]

[The nickname confused him and it showed.]

...Sandy?

[video; several hours later]

[needsnobottle]

Right. Any luck?

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[featherofthecat.livejournal.com]

[Tsia certainly had her panties in a bunch ever since the pumpkins started talking. She's met with Alex and he's showed her the wonderful journal with all of it's information inside, of which she promptly destroyed.

Now she wanted to know if she was the only person in this Dream World, or if the nodie had stolen other people, or her friends and placed them here.

Seeing how she found some of their faces upon the pumpkins, she could only guess that they were brought here as well. They're out there. She just had to find them.

She spots a young man across the yard, walking on a pathway with plants cut into shapes of animals? He seemed nervous and unsure of things, not a attitude one would have if they belonged. Still, she wouldn't put it past the nodie to stick a plant here and so she'll question the boy on her terms. He'll have to forgive her later if he was a friend, instead of a foe.

Which means that Tsia will be stalking the tall black haired youth, only to try to tackle him from behind....]

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[dominateartimus]

[He was quite unaware of Tsia creeping up behind him before suddenly finding himself against the ground. He was confused and suddenly terrified that he had nothing to save himself with.

Slowly, he turned his head to see who had just 'attacked' him.]

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[featherofthecat.livejournal.com]

[Tsia was taking no chances, and while he was concerned with who was behind him, she was concerned with disabling him so that he could not get a grip upon her. She'll twist one of his arms behind his back and be putting her weight on the base of his neck with her knee.

It could be gotten out of, she wasn't all that terribly heavy, and she doesn't cause pain just a whole lot of discomfort.

She speaks in rapid fire Merishkan, and waits for a response.

'Where is this place? Who are you? What happened?' ]