May 31, 2011 23:19
[ Without dithering for very long on image features or video (her startled expression in ink on the page is as easily switched off as it was accidentally turned on), text begins to form in lines, word by word at the speed at which she writes. It's slow for the moment as the pages of her book-form NV are wet. ]
It was not raining when I was at the mansion. This isn't Brooklyn; it has the name 'Siren's Port'. The rain made it difficult to hear the SERO agents but I managed to communicate with them. These pages are now wet, however. I am unsure if that was worth it.
[ She hesitates. The words soon flow more quickly. ]
Since I can see the words of others and images in these pages, I will cease using this as a diary. All I have are this book, this pen and a towel. I believe the apartment is temporary. It is very empty and the neighbours are very noisy.
My name is Chane Laforet and I am in 706, a double room, should anybody need the space.
-I have nothing else to divulge.
c: asano rin,
!: chane laforet,
c: huey laforet,
c: ishida uryuu