✦✦ oo4; [voice]
[Snake's voice is stronger than normal, even in tone, actually confident for once. There is a reason that he's accessing the network this time, and it's something he feels strongly about. The world was terrifying when he first arrived, and he feels obligated to reach out, to try and comfort.]
'There seems to be a great number of new people who are arriving here,' says Wordsworth, 'To those who have arrived, do not fear. There are many strange and frightening things, but there are very good people here as well. People who can be trusted, people to rely on. Seek out those people and life will grow easier.'
[A brief moment of pause before he continues on to something more important. Something in the house has changed, the snakes that he's posted around the grounds have all come back to him with one word: spiders. A greater number than normal, than what had been there previously. Moving strangely, acting strangely. The air in the house is tense, electrified, making his skin crawl. People are upset, angry, fearful; his family is so uneasy and there's only one reason that is plausible in his mind. The man who had arrived a few days prior; the man who had appeared with such a calm and nonchalant presence, and yet there had been so many people who had lashed out.
He addresses the house directly, though he hasn't quite figured out how to add privacy filters to his conversations, leaving it open for all to hear.]
'Young Master, there are people arriving, people that Master Gilbert knows, that you and Master Alois know,' says Goethe. 'Who are these people?'
[With only a moment's hesitation, he speaks to the man in question. He had watched the conversations that happened that day, catching Claude's name during that time. There are so many questions, and though it's hard, he does his best to mix his words into those of Keats who speaks for him.]
'Sir Faustus, are you the one who has caused this? Who has brought about this influx? You are here because of Master Alois, but why has your arrival caused such a stir in Snake's family? Who are you? What are you?' asks Keats.
'There seems to be a great number of new people who are arriving here,' says Wordsworth, 'To those who have arrived, do not fear. There are many strange and frightening things, but there are very good people here as well. People who can be trusted, people to rely on. Seek out those people and life will grow easier.'
[A brief moment of pause before he continues on to something more important. Something in the house has changed, the snakes that he's posted around the grounds have all come back to him with one word: spiders. A greater number than normal, than what had been there previously. Moving strangely, acting strangely. The air in the house is tense, electrified, making his skin crawl. People are upset, angry, fearful; his family is so uneasy and there's only one reason that is plausible in his mind. The man who had arrived a few days prior; the man who had appeared with such a calm and nonchalant presence, and yet there had been so many people who had lashed out.
He addresses the house directly, though he hasn't quite figured out how to add privacy filters to his conversations, leaving it open for all to hear.]
'Young Master, there are people arriving, people that Master Gilbert knows, that you and Master Alois know,' says Goethe. 'Who are these people?'
[With only a moment's hesitation, he speaks to the man in question. He had watched the conversations that happened that day, catching Claude's name during that time. There are so many questions, and though it's hard, he does his best to mix his words into those of Keats who speaks for him.]
'Sir Faustus, are you the one who has caused this? Who has brought about this influx? You are here because of Master Alois, but why has your arrival caused such a stir in Snake's family? Who are you? What are you?' asks Keats.