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[ Fuuta's handwriting is almost painfully neat, and at quick glance, it could practically pass for a computer-printed document. It's quite apparent he's used to writing and recording things. When he scratches something out, it is for the most part illegible, but careful readers may be able to pick up the gist of it. ]
It's... quiet here. Perhaps quiet isn't the word I'm looking for. "Peaceful," maybe. It's a nice change not constantly being around the spontaneous explosions and unexplainable property damage that was always around in HQ. I never thought I'd miss it so much. Then again, I never thought I'd leave, either.
Something about this place reminds me a lot of Venice. The waterways, perhaps, but it's something more than that. I wish I could have gone back to Italy before I left, but lately I've been wishing for a lot of things that I'll never get.
This is rather melancholy for me; it's not such a good start for this new journal, either. I hope it doesn't set a precedent for later things to come.
It's... quiet here. Perhaps quiet isn't the word I'm looking for. "Peaceful," maybe. It's a nice change not constantly being around the spontaneous explosions and unexplainable property damage that was always around in HQ. I never thought I'd miss it so much. Then again, I never thought I'd leave, either.
Something about this place reminds me a lot of Venice. The waterways, perhaps, but it's something more than that. I wish I could have gone back to Italy before I left, but lately I've been wishing for a lot of things that I'll never get.
This is rather melancholy for me; it's not such a good start for this new journal, either. I hope it doesn't set a precedent for later things to come.