Mar 20, 2011 18:36
[the journal is greeted with the quiet fhumph of a body settling down into something plush, the shifting of limbs folding and a contented sigh following quickly after. a scant five seconds pass before the voice pipes up, oddly ambiguous beneath its melody and passive vague allure]
Hello. I was wondering if anyone would be so kind as to help me.
I'm looking for a man by the name of "Johnny Rayflo" - he's a very dear friend of mine, and I'm so very worried about him. It seems I must have left him behind, and I'd hate for him to feel abandoned without knowing I'd done the very best I could to find him. If you happen to meet him, whether soon or some time in the future, do tell him 'Barry's waiting'. I'd be much obliged.
[for a few moments quiet falls again, heavy with deliberation, a faint rush of air audible as the pages of the journal are brought together ready to close-- and then, with a tone of mild interest:]
Oh. How thoughtful. I seem to have a whole new wardrobe.
[and that's the end of that]
!intro,
barry