Voice | Filters: various | Hacking difficulty: various
((OOC: Backdated to a few days before Lunasa . . . since it's not uncommon for that whole week to be spent in prayer and meditation, or at least was in the past. Yami's gotten the time off from the captain, as he's going to NEED it for a few rituals and a vigil to keep a certain skeleton in its closet. Feel free to bug him. XD))
{Silvana | Easy Hack}
If anyone needs me between now and the twenty-second, I'll be in my quarters. [Though he's trying to keep his tone neutral, there's too much weighing on his heart and mind for him to be completely successful. It's faint but audible in his tone that's something's troubling him. Even the soft cry of one of his cats in the background, trying to get his attention, sounds a bit plaintive and worried.]
{/Silvana}
{filtered to an unknown source | Unhackable}
[tone is even heavier, and weary] Grandfather, I fear our worries are proving quite founded. The nightmares have been getting steadily worse. Horrifically so, I'm forced to admit. I only pray my crewmates in the quarters around me continue to fail to hear any racket I make at night. And I can feel the shield weakening. It's . . . not too much, though. I'm confident it's just due to the coming Long Night and I'll be able to strengthen it enough to make it through. I'll have Dark Magician, Elf Swordsman, and Kuriboh to help me as well. Once Long Night is past, things should even out again. It makes me wonder what the coming years might hold, though. Will he grow stronger with time? Or, gods forbid, I weaker? I'll know more next year.
I love and miss you, Grandfather. Give my love to Mother, and to Mahaad. And tell Set I received the . . . "sword-polishing kit". Hah-hah. I'll give the strips to Horus and Khnum. I've been meaning to get them some new playtoys anyway.
As always, take care of each other. Atem out.
{/filter and transmission}
{Silvana | Easy Hack}
If anyone needs me between now and the twenty-second, I'll be in my quarters. [Though he's trying to keep his tone neutral, there's too much weighing on his heart and mind for him to be completely successful. It's faint but audible in his tone that's something's troubling him. Even the soft cry of one of his cats in the background, trying to get his attention, sounds a bit plaintive and worried.]
{/Silvana}
{filtered to an unknown source | Unhackable}
[tone is even heavier, and weary] Grandfather, I fear our worries are proving quite founded. The nightmares have been getting steadily worse. Horrifically so, I'm forced to admit. I only pray my crewmates in the quarters around me continue to fail to hear any racket I make at night. And I can feel the shield weakening. It's . . . not too much, though. I'm confident it's just due to the coming Long Night and I'll be able to strengthen it enough to make it through. I'll have Dark Magician, Elf Swordsman, and Kuriboh to help me as well. Once Long Night is past, things should even out again. It makes me wonder what the coming years might hold, though. Will he grow stronger with time? Or, gods forbid, I weaker? I'll know more next year.
I love and miss you, Grandfather. Give my love to Mother, and to Mahaad. And tell Set I received the . . . "sword-polishing kit". Hah-hah. I'll give the strips to Horus and Khnum. I've been meaning to get them some new playtoys anyway.
As always, take care of each other. Atem out.
{/filter and transmission}