[Anyone watching the journals today will suddenly be treated to a rather nausea-inducing blur of green and blue, accompanied by a yelp as the journal's owner makes an unexpected and undignified descent... out of a tree
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[voice]his_to_taintSeptember 20 2011, 18:49:52 UTC
[Vincent has been idly flipping through the journal for signs of new arrivals when that single complaint sounds from the pages. Yet even that small sound is enough, from a voice he hasn't heard in years, but one he can't forget. He sits upright, eyes wide with unusual fear as he watches the video on the page.
Of all people, why? Why him?!
Vincent covers his face with a hand, barely remembering to ensure his own journal hasn't started transmitting. Jack Vessalius has arrived in Luceti. Vincent knows he can't keep him away from Gilbert, or more likely, the opposite. He grasps for his pair of scissors, gripping the handle tight enough to make his knuckles white. Yet there's no time, even for that diversion. He has to act now, before Gil or Oz notices.
A smile then, gentle and sweet. This is for Gil's sake, for brother's precious happiness. Vincent aims the book carefully away from his eyes, as if he doesn't yet understand how the book works. He activates the voice function, but still questions to maintain the facade.]
[Another voice? Jack is certainly no stranger to the concept of disembodied voices by now, but it's still a little jarring when he has no idea what is going on-- most especially, why he's suddenly corporeal again and why Oz is nowhere to be found. Not that this voice would know anything about that, of course. But it might be able to tell him more about this situation, so...]
Ahaha... did I really hit my head that hard? I'm starting to hear voices that aren't there.
[voice]his_to_taintSeptember 20 2011, 19:06:57 UTC
[Of course. Jack plays the clueless card so well, and Vincent struggles to maintain the innocence of Ada's smile. He manaages a short laugh, then shakes "her" head.]
No, not at all! Do you see a book nearby? It's strange, but I'm speaking to you from that. Can you believe it?
[There's rustling for a few moments as Jack searches around in the underbrush for the journal; at last, locating it, he picks it up and sees "Ada"'s face in it.]
And such a lovely book as well! Do you have a name, Miss Book? Or shall I just call you that?
[voice] PRETEND THIS HAS ALL BEEN PRIVATE FROM THE STARThis_to_taintSeptember 20 2011, 19:25:03 UTC
[Vincent laughs again at the name, and also his luck. The orchard then. A good distance from the village, which works to Vincent's benefit. He stands suddenly, his skirt taking the place of her face in the camera.]
[voice/filter] of_sablierSeptember 20 2011, 19:28:34 UTC
I'll wait however long it takes, Miss Magical Book.
[And probably stuff himself with mikan in the process, because after not having a physical form for 100 years, being able to eat again is a very exciting prospect.]
Of all people, why? Why him?!
Vincent covers his face with a hand, barely remembering to ensure his own journal hasn't started transmitting. Jack Vessalius has arrived in Luceti. Vincent knows he can't keep him away from Gilbert, or more likely, the opposite. He grasps for his pair of scissors, gripping the handle tight enough to make his knuckles white. Yet there's no time, even for that diversion. He has to act now, before Gil or Oz notices.
A smile then, gentle and sweet. This is for Gil's sake, for brother's precious happiness. Vincent aims the book carefully away from his eyes, as if he doesn't yet understand how the book works. He activates the voice function, but still questions to maintain the facade.]
Is this...oh. All right. Sir, can you hear this?
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Ahaha... did I really hit my head that hard? I'm starting to hear voices that aren't there.
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No, not at all! Do you see a book nearby? It's strange, but I'm speaking to you from that. Can you believe it?
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[There's rustling for a few moments as Jack searches around in the underbrush for the journal; at last, locating it, he picks it up and sees "Ada"'s face in it.]
And such a lovely book as well! Do you have a name, Miss Book? Or shall I just call you that?
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Oh, I'm not the book itself. I thought the same thing when I first saw it though. I'm using the book to talk to you.
I can show you. If you tell me where you are, I'll come find you.
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[... oh.]
... a mikan tree!
[And his descent knocked a bunch of them down with him. HE REALLY IS IN HEAVEN.]
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Oh! I think I know where that is!
["Miss Magical Book" picks up her journal.]
Please wait there for me. I'll be there soon.
[Both to give and to get vital answers.]
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[And probably stuff himself with mikan in the process, because after not having a physical form for 100 years, being able to eat again is a very exciting prospect.]
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