001 [ voice/action ]

[hakoiri]

Perhaps if I . . . [ The voice trails off as he opts to speaking directly into the journal. ]

Adele, can you hear me?

[ With that taken care of, he takes the journal and departs from the Clothes Shop. Outside, one glance to the right takes him in the direction of the Weapon Shop. He takes a deep breath (his back still aches), then shakes his head

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[bang_ihaveagun]

[Alf will be hearing a very surprised, and possibly a very familiar sound coming from his book. There are no words for this!!]

[hakoiri]

[ Jumpy as ever. He closes the distance. His gaze lingers on the pair of wings. ]

Rather odd, aren't they?

[bang_ihaveagun]

[Of course he is. And at the mention of wings, his will puff out a little.]

That's one word..

[hakoiri]

[ After watching that he settles for making eye contact. ]

I hope yours have stopped aching.

[bang_ihaveagun]

Mostly. I keep forgetting that they're there.

[hakoiri]

Are they really that forgettable?

[bang_ihaveagun]

When you sleep, yeah.

[hakoiri]

Well, you're sleeping. But they are easy to overlook when they're this small.

[bang_ihaveagun]

Once they stop hurting they're just kind of...there. They just make it harder to put clothes on.

[hakoiri]

It's funny how something so small could be what's keeping us alive, here. Hah, that's one challenge every day.

[bang_ihaveagun]

They're keeping us alive?! [He was not informed of this! Just that he shouldn't mess with them.]

[hakoiri]

According to one of the . . . residents. He also said they allow us to commune with the spirits.

[bang_ihaveagun]

I wasn't told that..

[hakoiri]

You were now. And you probably know more on everything else than I do.

[bang_ihaveagun]

I just know that people here are scary, and there are talking monsters.

[hakoiri]

Scary, you say . . .

[ Whoa. ] Talking monsters? How unusual.