[.oo1] A Brand New Feather

[chainthestars]

[The handwriting scribbled in the journal is very careful, the letters formed a little more perfectly than most people bother to make theirs.  It's rounded and feminine, each word small and regular.]

Dear Journal,

You’re supposed to put that at the beginning, right? I’m not sure where I am. Wherever it is, it’s beautiful, but I don’t think this is

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[mutsukabezaka]

That handwriting...

So I guess some do return.

[chainthestars]

[She glances back at the journal... and does a double-take. She didn't write that. She didn't write that. But it wasn't there before...? How did it get there?]>/i>

[...Perhaps she could ask?]

What?

[mutsukabezaka]

You'll get used to it eventually.

[chainthestars]

[She certainly hopes so. That was very startling.]

What were you saying about returning?

[spiderphile]

Believe it or not, everyone can see what you're writing. It's... actually not a private diary.

[chainthestars]

But that's

[...Well, it's not the weirdest thing she's ever heard. And there are words showing up, so obviously it's true, unless this is some elaborate trick.]

...I think I believe you.

[spiderphile]

I'm telling you because I found out the hard way. Believe me, it was not fun to realize everyone found out whom I was afraid of.

... Where are you? It sounds like you might need some help.

[chainthestars]

Well, thank you. I really appreciate it. That doesn't sound very good.

I was in... the forest? I don't know what else to call it. And now I've found some buildings. It looks like a village.

[andahardplace]

There are buildings here.

[So how well does she know Lexaeus' handwriting...?]

[chainthestars]

[Not at all, unfortunately for her.]

Really? I should probably go have a look, then.

Thank you.

[andahardplace]

You're welcome. Has anyone told you about this place?

[chainthestars]

Not much. Just about the... do you call them journals?

[honeymilkandtea]

Oh, even if it's not quite right, it's somewhere which is better than nowhere. Maybe you'll go on to your other somewhere after being here~ But who knows for sure.

[chainthestars]

Maybe so. Does anyone ever leave?

[honeymilkandtea]

Oh, I wouldn't know. I've only been here for a short while, you see. But everywhere that one can enter, one can leave, even if it's hard to find~

[chainthestars]

Oh, I see. Sorry for asking. I guess that's true.

...Unless someone locks the door, so to speak. But then you could get it unlocked, so...

[perplex_me]

Because writing's better than doing nothing, isn't it?

[chainthestars]

...But not as good as doing something.

[That handwriting definitely looks familiar. Hm.... Oh, wait, she's learned about icons by now. She'll just a little look--]

[...Oh.]

[Definitely not something she was expecting.]

Roxas?

[perplex_me]

...hey. Just get here? ["What is this, three times now? Jeeze..."]

[chainthestars]

Yes.

And... you?

[brb having a non-heart attack. She really should have expected to see him here, but she didn't. Silly, sill Naminé.]