*There is some rustle of clothes before the camera clicks on. It's facing down, as if the user didn't know what to do with it.*
What is this contraption?
*Some calculated button pressing is done and there is small sound of 'I see... so this button does this' and 'what a unpleasant noise'. Finally, it is turned to the user, who is a man wearing
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I was more curious about a way back to Wien.
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Unfortunately, in my time here, I have yet to find a way back to Vienna. If there were a way back, I most certainly would not be here.
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Surely you just. I have an important concert to conduct.
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A childish name. *He looks doubtful* And who might you be?
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[ She pauses for a second or so, before responding. ]
I'm Hazama R-Rei...! P-Pleased to meet you, u-um...
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Ludwig.
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*he sighs* I am indeed new to this place called Somarium, yes.
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But oh, in that case, welcome!
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I suppose it's better than nothing. My name is Ludwig *he tips his hat in courtesy* And you are?
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Or you could just ask. Everyone does. You say: "where am I?"
I answer "Somarium."
You say: "How do I leave this place" even though you've just got here.
I have to burst your bubble and answer: "You don't. Sorry. You're stuck here, just like the rest of us."
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I suppose this happens often here.
But I suppose it wouldn't hurt to ask, what exactly is Somarium?
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Otherwise, it's like a fly trap for a wild assortment of people.
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So this is place of dreams. Just when I had any time to dream. *He nods curtly at the other man* I appreciate the information.
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Oh, you should. It does get so very lonely some nights.
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...Excuse me?
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