Dec 22, 2006 21:48
Private; unhackable
I've reviewed the footage off of Robin's tapes more than once, and I can't get anything off of it. Just a cloaked figure, as he said. The noise it made really isn't describable. It's so inhuman. I need more information to go off of. I'll be going out myself soon. I can't help but hope...*
Everything has been slow-going here. I need more to go off of. Everything seems the same, and yet we're cut off. I feel more seperated from the rest of the world than I was during the NML. Even with Robin here, the streets are empty; there is nothing, and even with that emptiness, it's as though something is hanging in the air. A thickness. Almost forboding. It stinks of magic, and that makes me uneasy.
Some other sign of life would be nice. I can't understand why it's so empty. If Robin and I could end up here, why not anyone else?
Where do these doors connect to?
Where is this place?
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[Private to Robin]
Robin --
I think it's about time we both went out. If there's anyone else here, we need to know about it.
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[OOC: *references a still on-going log.]