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its_rose_damnit) wrote2010-05-09 08:05 pm
its_rose_damnit) wrote2010-05-09 08:05 pm
Two Rose Petals Fall - [Action | Written]
[It's close to noon in house one today, and Dist is taking note of the rather odd silence that's lingering through his new home. For the few days he's been living here, holing himself in his room for various reasons, Dist has had to adjust to the clamor and noise of footsteps passing by his door and Anise's familiar humming and singing. Today, however, those things were not present.
Curiously, he sets about to see why, and taps lightly on her door before pushing it open when she did not answer. She wasn't inside but her room was fairly messy. Messier than a normal child her age would keep it. Dist stands in the doorway for a moment longer, then sighs, rubs the space between his eyes, and shuts the door softly. He's still not sure how to feel about this place, and the things that go on. What was the purpose of the experimentation, anyway?
Whatever, it's not like he and the girl were on exceptional terms anyway. Dist has other, more pressing matters to attend to. He's been putting off seeing the Professor with his own eyes for long enough. Truth of the matter is, he was scared. Scared to meet with her, to go there and have it be a lie, or a dream, or...or somehow seeing that monstrous replica again. The mere thought of that made him shudder, but enough was enough. There was always the hope that, just maybe, she really was alive. Dist had to cling to that hope. He had to.
So, after retreating to his room once more, he opens his journal, sighs, and begins to write, very carefully.]
Professor,
Is it all right if I stop by? I would have come sooner, but I was distracted by certain things. I'm still coping with the knowledge of just what this place is, and everything else here. I hope you can understand. I'm wholly looking forward to seeing you again.
Dist the Ro - Saphir
[And because Dist doesn't understand how these journals work just yet, he leaves it open and goes to make himself a strong cup of coffee or tea or whatever. He just needed something to calm his nerves.]
Curiously, he sets about to see why, and taps lightly on her door before pushing it open when she did not answer. She wasn't inside but her room was fairly messy. Messier than a normal child her age would keep it. Dist stands in the doorway for a moment longer, then sighs, rubs the space between his eyes, and shuts the door softly. He's still not sure how to feel about this place, and the things that go on. What was the purpose of the experimentation, anyway?
Whatever, it's not like he and the girl were on exceptional terms anyway. Dist has other, more pressing matters to attend to. He's been putting off seeing the Professor with his own eyes for long enough. Truth of the matter is, he was scared. Scared to meet with her, to go there and have it be a lie, or a dream, or...or somehow seeing that monstrous replica again. The mere thought of that made him shudder, but enough was enough. There was always the hope that, just maybe, she really was alive. Dist had to cling to that hope. He had to.
So, after retreating to his room once more, he opens his journal, sighs, and begins to write, very carefully.]
Professor,
Is it all right if I stop by? I would have come sooner, but I was distracted by certain things. I'm still coping with the knowledge of just what this place is, and everything else here. I hope you can understand. I'm wholly looking forward to seeing you again.
[And because Dist doesn't understand how these journals work just yet, he leaves it open and goes to make himself a strong cup of coffee or tea or whatever. He just needed something to calm his nerves.]
[Voice]
... [Well. What does he say to that? Peony, you're attempts to befriend him are so baffling. Dist huffs and just shuts his journal, getting ready to go. You're welcome to catch him as he exits the house, but don't expect a fond farewell.]
[Voice -> Action]
Peony pokes his head out of his room as Dist passes by.]
Have fun!
[Action] - 1/2
[Action] - 2/2
Good bye! [And Dist storms off, but not before being a mature adult and slamming the door behind him. He'll apologize profusely to Nephry later.]