01; voice/action
[now, this kid had FWUMPED spectacularly on the ground in the outskirts of the village all of fifteen minutes ago, and although the initial daze has more or less worn off, the complete lack of bearings has not. but hey, it's nothing really all that new, right? this isn't the first time Sora's randomly popped up in another world with nothing but his wits and a brand new item. right! he's totally got this. Riku and the King... they could keep Kairi safe. and, it shouldn't take him too long to find his way back to them.]
[Sora'd opened the journal and poked at random options for a bit, but he hadn't really said much more than a curious "huh" after hitting record-- at least, not until a few minutes later. for whatever reason, the journal is picking up only Sora's half of the conversation.]
What? [a pause.] Whoa, wait! Slow down, okay? What's the matter?
[another pause.] I'm... sitting on your winter stash? [if mental flailing were audible, Luceti would probably be deafened. as it is, there's the sound of Sora scrambling to his feet. dusting himself off.] Sorry! Oh, geez, you probably don't want that anymore, huh...
... Well, it's not like I meant to fall on it! I-- [another, much longer pause. that silence would be Sora getting the worst scolding of his meager fifteen years of living. from a rabbit. fierce as the scolding is, this déjà vu is palpable.]
Look, I'll help you put together another stash, okay? I'll find some carrots or something-- stop that; you're not going to starve!
[Sora'd opened the journal and poked at random options for a bit, but he hadn't really said much more than a curious "huh" after hitting record-- at least, not until a few minutes later. for whatever reason, the journal is picking up only Sora's half of the conversation.]
What? [a pause.] Whoa, wait! Slow down, okay? What's the matter?
[another pause.] I'm... sitting on your winter stash? [if mental flailing were audible, Luceti would probably be deafened. as it is, there's the sound of Sora scrambling to his feet. dusting himself off.] Sorry! Oh, geez, you probably don't want that anymore, huh...
... Well, it's not like I meant to fall on it! I-- [another, much longer pause. that silence would be Sora getting the worst scolding of his meager fifteen years of living. from a rabbit. fierce as the scolding is, this déjà vu is palpable.]
Look, I'll help you put together another stash, okay? I'll find some carrots or something-- stop that; you're not going to starve!