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[liberaldouche]

[Recorded over the journals]

Permission to come aboard!

Granted!

[And this cute little moment is followed by a nice dull thud and Dinah falls onto a bed somewhere in the castle... only the thing is...]

... [There's a muffled growl--someone just voiced their vast and varied frustrations--and beating the bed with their fist]Olliiie! You'd better

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[datasskicksass]

Really? Because I was under the impression we were about to go below deck and you were going to put a certain someone who just rescued you from said kidnappers up to a whole bunch of things while Connor and Mia got to drive the boat.

[Well, there goes that hopeful delusion that Ollie was just being his horny self to be replaced by something a lot more unpleasant. When did the Amazons get this sort of technology? ]

If I knew I'd tell you.

[liberaldouche]

That was kind of the plan, until you suddenly went AWOL on me.

[sound of things being moved around. He's looking for you, Dinah :c]

Great, and here I was hoping we'd seen the end of all of this.

[datasskicksass]

Oh I went AWOL, huh? What about you?

[Ditto, man. Yes she is trying the closet. 8\]

Tell me you're not back on Themyscira.

[liberaldouche]

MIA...

[Are you behind these curtains Dinah? Why no... no you're not.]

If I am, they really upgraded my cell. It's a lot cushier this go round.

[clarklike]

[just going to be confused]

Dinah? When did you get here? And what's this about a kidnapping?

[liberaldouche]

Glad to see you care so much about me too, big guy. Mind filling us both in on what's going on here?

[clarklike]

[pause]

Did you just get here, too?

[liberaldouche]

[pause over here too... Clark... you dick]

Might have. Thanks for taking time to notice that.

Now if you wouldn't mind, some answers would be nice.

If this was supposed to be locked, just remove my comment ^^;

[wishmadeinfire]

[Is... going to stare at his journal. Que pasa?]

Um, are you two all right? Or is this supposed to be a private conversation?

[Doesn't want to eavesdrop or anything...]

It's not, you're good! :)

[liberaldouche]

Suppose to be, sure, but if you want to give us some answers, then by all means, listen in.

You can start with telling me why I keep hearing voices even though I'm standing in a room by myself.

Whoot! *secretly lurves on bearded Ollie*

[wishmadeinfire]

Oh, well, that is easy. Do you see a journal? A simple book of sorts sitting in the room, either on the bed or a desk? That's where you are hearing me from. They are a means of communication here in Paradisa, and can transmit voices as well as written word.

He appreciates that lurve~ :3

[liberaldouche]

[looking for it while the explanation is being given! And what do you know? He finds it too.]

You've gotta be kidding me. There's no way this thing can--

[stopping himself as he sees everything he's saying write itself down, nice and neat, across the page.]

I stand corrected.

1/4

[yeahihidmypants]

2/4

[yeahihidmypants]

[... oh, it's a joke...]

3/4

[yeahihidmypants]

[a really... odd funny joke...]

Done!

[yeahihidmypants]

[oh... wait, this... is not a joke]

Excuse me, huh?

[daddyslilhero]

Uncle Ollie? Aunt Dinah?

[Heeey this sounds like the Uncle Ollie she's used to! Yay! 8D ]

[liberaldouche]

[bwuh guh wuh?

Oh this better not be some kind of joke]

Lian?

[daddyslilhero]

Uh huh! Did you an' Aunt Dinah just get here? I got here a couple days ago.

[No joke! The munchkin's here, real and all.]

[liberaldouche]

Looks like it. How are you doing, kiddo? Nothing bad has happened while you've been here, right?