For lastvoyages: Journal Entry 35 [video]

[feels_no_love]

[Dracula sits in the semidark, his shades drawn and the fire in his grate down to embers. He stares at the screen and his eyes flicker slightly. He drums his fingers briefly on his desk, where the communicator sits, but says nothing. Hesitates. Then sighs and sits back.]

This is pointless.

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[vinkus_witch]

Is it?

[feels_no_love]

Elphaba?

Elphaba! You can hear me?

How are you doing?

[vinkus_witch]

Yes, I can hear you. I'm fine. I suppose this is what it's like to be on the other end of something like this, then. You're in my crystal ball.

[feels_no_love]

Oh. Well, I hope I am not interrupting anything crucial.

I'm still on the Barge, of course.

[vinkus_witch]

Well, I was trying to scry, but I don't always find what I'm looking for, anyway, so this isn't a terrible setback.

[feels_no_love]

My apologies.

I am glad that you are free and well and able to practice freely again, but you are missed.

[vinkus_witch]

I'm glad of that as well. I'll try again later, I remember these events never lasted long.

[feels_no_love]

Well, I suppose it's fortuitous to even have this. I had not thought to hear from you again until I had earned my way to the other side of the fence, as it were.

[vinkus_witch]

If then, even. Do you plan to come to Oz, then?

[feels_no_love]

I plan to travel the multiverse with a small selection of friends and allies. Oz will most certainly be on the list. Though you might need to tell me what year to shoot for.

[vinkus_witch]

I look forward to seeing you, then.

[feels_no_love]

Excellent. Is there anything you would like me to bring?

[vinkus_witch]

Nope. Just yourself.

[feels_no_love]

Very well then, I shall.