[At first, Rebecca opens her journal because she wants to write something. It doesn't last long, though, that idea. Before she can get anything on paper, someone comes to her room.]

Viola? Is that--

Ah! No! Not now!

[There's not much to hear. She doesn't even put up a struggle. There's just...the sound of a thud, the journal closing, and it's over.]

Hmmm. The weather...I haven't seen it like this in a while. It's not a very nice day for a walk, but...ah...my apartment feels really empty now. If anyone needs me, I'll be out and around. ...Tormod, if you'd like, we can make our journey soon.

[And, in her rain gear, that's exactly where Rebecca will be. She'll spend about in hour in town, visiting ( Read more... )

[As soon as the audio starts, there's the sound of glass shattering. A gasp shortly follows. Strangely, there's no picture in the journal. Just darkness.]

A-ah! No, I didn't want to do that!

[There's some shuffling, and after a moment, another gasp.]

Ouch! Where did it...ah!

[There's some silence and some crunching, followed by the sound of a door ( Read more... )

It feels so nice to be back again. After being here so long, it's beginning to feel a bit like home. I had hardly just returned home from the war when I ended up here the first time, you know. I wonder how my family is doing often, but I couldn't help but think of the people I've come to know here while I was fighting. I wanted to thank you all for ( Read more... )

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It's been a really long time since I became an archer, but I think I like swordsmanship better. It lets me get a lot closer, and now I can defend myself if I get attacked! Isn't that great, Jaffar? Now no one has to worry about me!

Adell, Nino, you've got to see this! I think I'm getting pretty good!

[Very true to her word, Rebecca is out and about ( Read more... )

[From every possible angle, as soon as the video starts, it looks like Rebecca might be getting Mallynapped. Her bedroom is a mess, and she's only caught in frantic, short glimpses as she moves quickly throughout it. One moment you see her, the next you don't, and there are a few crashing sounds. Some grunts. A book goes flying in front of the ( Read more... )

[Rebecca slams her journal open and shut a few times--there's certainly a lot more voices coming out of it today, and she's really, really confused. She's standing outside of her building as she does this, and suddenly realizes that going to look for berries might not be the best idea for the day.] W-what's going on? Ah...it's really loud...