reflection (1)

[faaaake]

[first things first: he's definitely not outdoors anymore]

[and then there's the whole deal with the softness at his back and head that feels suspiciously like, well... a bed]

[he keeps his eyes closed]

Hey, you know, when they said death was like falling asleep, I don't think this is what they meant.

... Whoever you are.

So that was fake, too

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[white_pretear]

Um, hello?

[faaaake]

[after a few moments...]

[this is very muffled] --was that? A voice came out of the wall or some--

[white_pretear]

[Shouting to make sure she's heard.] From the phone. The telephone!

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[faaaake]

[a brief murmur -- clatter, clatter]

... There it--

[WHUMPF]

--is. Found it!

[beatssuperpaper]

Oh, another new arrival. Interesting.

[faaaake]

[it takes a little while for him to get back to you]

Interest--

Are you the one behind this?

[beatssuperpaper]

Oh, I wouldn't say I was. I'm just another participant on the board of this amusing game.

Of course, if I were responsible, I would probably make the same claim.

[faaaake]

I'm done being someone's toy. I don't care who you are or what you're playing at -- you'd better stay out of my way!

[wizardoftheweek]

... It's grown so common and yet there's something still unique about this.

[faaaake]

... Huh? What 'this'? Would you people start making some sense?

[wizardoftheweek]

Your arrival.

[faaaake]

What's your point?

[tsukurimasho]

...Hello?

[faaaake]

[...]

What the-- How many people heard that?

[pallidhues]

[Yet another familiar voice. Why so many, after so long? --Not that it had actually been very long. It was just a long time for her; she hadn't been 'alive' very long in the first place. At least this voice she was far more willing to answer to--... if she could just get the stupid phone fast enough and not drop it, like she just had. There was a thump followed by an 'oh!' and some rustling noises, and then,]

Riku?

[faaaake]

[it takes a little while for him to respond, anyway, and when he does -- his first instinct was to snap, of course, but he'd recognize that voice anywhere, anywhen, so--]

I'm not-- Naminé?

[it comes out more like a yelp, oops]

[pallidhues]

Riku, what are--

['you doing here', but that was a stupid question, and she knew it even before she finished asking it, so she shut her mouth. Even as something in the back of her mind registered that he been starting to say he wasn't something - or someone - she tried her best to process. So Riku was here now, too. He'd probably want an explanation. She opened her mouth to give him one, but everything she started to say seemed to die in her throat. This was so weird. Even the short time she'd been here had seemed like an eternity, and now to be talking to someone she wasn't sure she'd ever see again so long months since she'd last seen - er, heard - them was just... too much. Why did they have to give her a heart to feel overwhelmed with? Did that even count as an emotion? So she said the first thing that actually made it to her mouth, which was,]

...Welcome to Mayfield.

[She'd been around those drones way too long.]

[faaaake]

--Not Riku. [practically talks over what she last says, too quiet, Naminé]

Why are... Did they take you too?