[Voice]
So, a lot of folks from home are coming on through, huh? It’s like a vacuum cleaner’s just sucking us all up and plopping us down, right smack dab in the middle of this place.
I wonder if… [If Angeal is going to show back up, is what he wants to say, but the words peter off, trailing into nothingness for a second. He’s hopeful, but afraid, and it shows in the way he can’t finish the sentence the way he intended to. Ah well.]
Hey, at least it’s the good folks coming over, right? Some familiar faces, so we can’t complain about that. Hell, for some of us, it’s the faces we’ve been missing the most. Maybe everything here is just a matter of time after all.
[Cough, smile.]
Hey, I saw that flier for the Patrol party and was wondering who’s planning on stopping by? Anyone feel like dancing with the best looking man in Anatole? [You know, if you don’t value your toes much. His dancing moves are to be determined, at best.]
And the dreams... I just... How many people are having them? It’s not just me this time, right?
Private to Irene and Kunsel
You two! I want you to meet me at the Ruins tomorrow at noon. Leave everything but your swords behind.
And don’t ask what this is about! You’ll find out when you get there.
[Evil Grin.]
No peeking.
Private to the Medicine Seller
About that sleep aid... How much was the price, anyway?
Private to just Irene
Hey, um... can you help me with something?
I wonder if… [If Angeal is going to show back up, is what he wants to say, but the words peter off, trailing into nothingness for a second. He’s hopeful, but afraid, and it shows in the way he can’t finish the sentence the way he intended to. Ah well.]
Hey, at least it’s the good folks coming over, right? Some familiar faces, so we can’t complain about that. Hell, for some of us, it’s the faces we’ve been missing the most. Maybe everything here is just a matter of time after all.
[Cough, smile.]
Hey, I saw that flier for the Patrol party and was wondering who’s planning on stopping by? Anyone feel like dancing with the best looking man in Anatole? [You know, if you don’t value your toes much. His dancing moves are to be determined, at best.]
And the dreams... I just... How many people are having them? It’s not just me this time, right?
Private to Irene and Kunsel
You two! I want you to meet me at the Ruins tomorrow at noon. Leave everything but your swords behind.
And don’t ask what this is about! You’ll find out when you get there.
[Evil Grin.]
No peeking.
Private to the Medicine Seller
About that sleep aid... How much was the price, anyway?
Private to just Irene
Hey, um... can you help me with something?