Rule 1: [Accidental voice/action]

[praygenius]

[There's a whole lot of nothing at first. Some silence, punctured by quiet fretting and a heavy sigh. Porom's found no real clue about thier location in the book, bizarre as its contents are. The camera only displays Porom briefly, when it replaces the image for the first time she's already gone, glimpses of the sky showing through the trees above

Comments

[Written]

[dragoon_pride]

Palom? ...Are you from Mysidia?

[Written] Palom won't be threadjacking this because it's written

[praygenius]

[Oh, writing. The girl did say it was possible to write in these books.]

Palom's my brother. I am Porom of Mysidia.

[Written]

[dragoon_pride]

[She certainly doesn't sound like a five-year-old girl.]

But the last I knew, you were both only children...

[Written]

[praygenius]

That seems to be the case with most of you. It's been some time.

[Written]

[dragoon_pride]

Then I assume, much like Ceodore, you've come from a future time?

[Written]

[praygenius]

We have. Are you well?

[Written]

[dragoon_pride]

I'm fine. ...What about yourself?

[Written]

[praygenius]

Aside from my presence here I'm fine, I've been informed that this isn't a particularly pleasant place to be.

[Written]

[dragoon_pride]

That's putting it mildly, since we're subjected to torturous experiments on a regular basis.

[Written]

[praygenius]

I read about those. In the guide. Briefly, anyway, I have yet to look though the whole thing.

[Written]

[dragoon_pride]

It goes into plenty of detail on the horrors you'll soon be experiencing. The Malnosso spare no one. [Kain is so cheerful about this, obviously.]