[Accidental Voice Post][Japanese][Regular text = Sakon, Italics = Ukon]
[The comm clicks on to a small clatter that sounds like wood hitting the plastic device and then hitting the floor. The ensuing conversation comes in somewhat muffled.]
-summer's heat turns to autumn's chill, leafs turning from green to the red of blood. The spring's cherry blossoms have long since faded and the days grow short. Months of long nights and snow loom ahead, only to bring the relief of spring once again. Such is the change of the seasons...
...Is what I'd like to say, but Goddamn if it doesn't always look the same 'round these parts. Geez, how boring! What's a guy like me supposed to do?
I'm not entirely sure. Such expository is rather unnecessary in this place.
Sakky, I'm bored. Boreder 'n bored, I'm practically dead of boredom!
That's certainly something, considering.
Y'know what I mean. I know you've been practicin' and all but fer crying out loud, we haven't done a play in over a year!
Is that what's bothering you?
Yeah. A masterpiece like me ain't exactly made to be cooped up like this. Whassat yer writing?
A few notes. I'm stumped...
Second guessing and third guessing yourself into circles, huh?
No...
Dissimulo
Accido
Spero
Discedo...
Them's them other cities right? What about 'em?
There are others still alive in this world. I can't help but wonder if this city has forgotten that.
Maybe you should do somethin' about it?
Me? I couldn't organize an expedition. I don't know anything about fighting.
Ya see, this is why I call you useless! For someone so freakin' smart, half the time I think that noggin of yours is fulla dust 'n' cobwebs! Organizin' ain't the same as leadin'. And I betcha ain't the only one who's got questions for them survivors.
....
I'll think on it.
Yeah that's you, always thinkin'. I'm the only one of us who ever does anything.
[A soft laugh, and then a rustle and creak of wood as Sakon gets up and kneels to pick up his comm.] Hm... it switched on. How troublesome.
Bet them scientists are listening in. HEY YOU BASTARDS, I GOT A FEW W-
[The comm promptly clicks off before Ukon can speak his mind to the scientists.]
-summer's heat turns to autumn's chill, leafs turning from green to the red of blood. The spring's cherry blossoms have long since faded and the days grow short. Months of long nights and snow loom ahead, only to bring the relief of spring once again. Such is the change of the seasons...
...Is what I'd like to say, but Goddamn if it doesn't always look the same 'round these parts. Geez, how boring! What's a guy like me supposed to do?
I'm not entirely sure. Such expository is rather unnecessary in this place.
Sakky, I'm bored. Boreder 'n bored, I'm practically dead of boredom!
That's certainly something, considering.
Y'know what I mean. I know you've been practicin' and all but fer crying out loud, we haven't done a play in over a year!
Is that what's bothering you?
Yeah. A masterpiece like me ain't exactly made to be cooped up like this. Whassat yer writing?
A few notes. I'm stumped...
Second guessing and third guessing yourself into circles, huh?
No...
Dissimulo
Accido
Spero
Discedo...
Them's them other cities right? What about 'em?
There are others still alive in this world. I can't help but wonder if this city has forgotten that.
Maybe you should do somethin' about it?
Me? I couldn't organize an expedition. I don't know anything about fighting.
Ya see, this is why I call you useless! For someone so freakin' smart, half the time I think that noggin of yours is fulla dust 'n' cobwebs! Organizin' ain't the same as leadin'. And I betcha ain't the only one who's got questions for them survivors.
....
I'll think on it.
Yeah that's you, always thinkin'. I'm the only one of us who ever does anything.
[A soft laugh, and then a rustle and creak of wood as Sakon gets up and kneels to pick up his comm.] Hm... it switched on. How troublesome.
Bet them scientists are listening in. HEY YOU BASTARDS, I GOT A FEW W-
[The comm promptly clicks off before Ukon can speak his mind to the scientists.]