((Forward dated to some saner hour in the morning))

[There's the small crash of something porcelain shattering against the ground, but it doesn't cover the small gasp from Soushi] ...Tsuba...ki...?

((OOC: Just for reference, he heard this song.))

[This wasn't his first career choice, really.  Soushi had wanted to be a kidnapper, but then the realization that there was no money in Luceti to pay ransom with, plus the fact that there were just too many fighters here made him squash the urge throughly. And then the second career choice just struck him like a bolt of lightning...

And that was how ( Read more... )

 [Soushi is sitting on a rock by the lake closest to the village. One leg is stretched out before him, the other is folded so that its knee was level with his chest, with an arm braced atop the knee. His gaze, although fixed over the expanse of the mostly frozen lake, was distant with a faintly forlorn air about it. But perhaps you might first ( Read more... )

... For me as well...?

... Does anyone else find it suspicious that even those who no longer exist have died in their worlds received these letters as well?

((Small text is accidental voice, strikethrough is something that was spoken then hastily corrected, that is to say hackable.))