So much noise... [a small grunt of pain and some noisy shuffling followed by a low, weak laugh] They gave it back. Why...? [a small noise] It doesn't matter. I have my Innocence back.

[[OOC: Yep, Allen's back~♥]]

I keep forgetting to use this. [a light sigh and the sound of a chair moving on a floor, the light thump of the book hitting a table] I carry it with me so I don't really --

[a gasp and the sound of the journal hitting the floor hard, muffled protests and sounds of a scuffle can be heard until it finally quiets leaving static on the line]

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[There's a small click as the journal starts recording. All that can be heard are shallow, ragged breaths.]

Not again.

[His voice is raspy, barely recognizable. There's a rustling sound and a pained noise before he takes a deep breath and exhales.]

I guess I'm back at the village. I need to get home...

[[OOC: Back, finally. ♥]]

[Voice/Action]

[There's a bit of a rustling noise, the wind blowing through the trees. But there's something else there, something that sounds like heavy but shallow breathing.]

C...can't... [A sound of someone getting up and crawling noisily through the forest undergrowth but it stops then gets a bit closer.] My journal...[Allen collapses ( Read more... )

[Action]

I wonder what I should get from the store... [Allen's walking to the store to get food, looking around rather absentmindedly as he lets the journal record his voice. A slight rustle gets his attention, however.]

You...! [The journal's clearly dropped at this point, still recording.] Let me go! [Sounds of a struggle and a small whump is ( Read more... )