...I hope it is permanent.

[The video feed starts with showing Cross Church- or at least, what used to be the church. The roof has all but caved in, splintered, rotting wood jutting out at every angle, stained glass windows shattered under the strain, the foundations beginning to splinter. Clearly, tragically, unsafe ( Read more... )

[See Yuca.

Absolutely drenched, panicked, and alternating between trying to speak to the PCD and trying to gather up as many books as he can.

He's in the church, according to the background, and from the looks of things, the water level is rising.]

I know- I know everyone has their own tasks, and- and everyone is trying to help, but- [He shakes ( Read more... )

Did anyone else hear the explosion last night?

I hope everyone is okay.

[Private | Unackable to Sharem Cordelan]

I... I need to tell you something.

[Private | Unhackable to Alphonse Elric]

I didn't really thank you for- the event. What happened. So- thanks. I'm sorry if I hurt you.

...hello?

[There's a little pause. Yuca, in his typical priest attire, is sitting in front of the church, looking a little hesitant, a little afraid.]

I've heard things... a new city, new people- it' all very exciting, isn't it?

[He bites his lower lip, before taking a deep breath and continuing on.]If any of you from- the Other City are ( Read more... )

...it's getting to be Spring.

[Well into Spring, really. There's a little rustle of fabric as Yuca shifts where he's sitting.]

I wonder if I should start a garden again. Rain isn't here to help me though- and last time, it went badly.

[Yuca is quiet, contemplating this.]At the very least, it could provide us with food. Mother, what do you ( Read more... )

-ah, I think someone's after me.

[He frowns from where he's standing pressed up against the wall of an alleyway. In the distance, it's possible to hear Sirius Black's loud jeers- 'filthy muggle, come out to play-'

Yuca bites his lower lip, glancing around the corner before moving back into the alley with a big sigh.]This isn't very nice. Oh- ( Read more... )

[Quiet footsteps up the hallway, bare toes pattering against the floor. There's a bowl of cereal in his hands, as he moves, humming a soft tune to himself. The way the camera is angled- looks like it fell of the desk at the end of the hall or something- you can't see his face. Just his feet, his legs, the bowl in his hands ( Read more... )

( [Filtered | Unhackable to list below] )

[After a week of static, Yuca's PCD flicks on. There's nothing at first, just the soft sound of his breathing, thinking quietly on what to say- what he really could say. Finally, he just lets out a laugh that is obviously fake, sighing afterward.]

Sorry I haven't been around. Things- got a little crazy, didn't they?

[Another quiet pause.]

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