Voices of the past [Voice]

[gladdest_one]

H-hey, is anyone else hearing voices or things? At first I thought that the um... I broke the talking device, but--

[A woman's voice is heard, firm and strict, but still with some care behind it]

On your paws, Gladdy, clean your face off and shake off the dust. Everyone takes a hard stumble, but you gotta get back. Keep yourself balanced when

Comments

[meteo_sniper]

Seems people are hearing voices from the past. And those near them, can hear them too.

[gladdest_one]

I guess it's not as bad as it could be. I mean... they're just voices, right?

[meteo_sniper]

Yes. It's like hearing your memories out-loud, right?

Though not everyone are going to take it lightly.

[gladdest_one]

I guess. It's... weird.

Why do you say that, Mister?

[meteo_sniper]

Not as weird as being turned into a woman.

Because sometimes people have memories they don't want to be reminded of, without their control.

[gladdest_one]

...That's true.

Oh, that makes sense. And maybe some people have secrets they don't want others to know?

[meteo_sniper]

That also. Such thing going on like now, affects all people differently. It makes you miss home more, doesn't it?

[gladdest_one]

[Gladius nods on the other end of the PCD even if Lockon can't see him.]

There's a lot of nice people here, but... I guess a lot of people miss home too, not just me.

[meteo_sniper]

Homesickness in this place is inevitable. But I'm sure we all will get sent back eventually.

[gladdest_one]

Do you think so?

[meteo_sniper]

Of course! I'm sure we will.

[gladdest_one]

Hmm... all right! Thanks, Mister!

[meteo_sniper]

Call me Lockon. I'm not really used to hearnig "mister".

[gladdest_one]

All right, Lockon! I'm Gladius.