Oct 04, 2009 17:47
Where am I?
What is this place?
...How did I get here...?
[She clutched the knife in her gloved hands to her chest, glancing around with narrowed violet eyes.]
Who's there?
[Her voice was suspicious sounding like the turrets from Portal.]
open,
belarus,
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[Sadly, the talking Austrian box is not explaining himself well.]
But yes, you are from a different time than I am.
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[How lonely it must be to be a talking box, especially one living in Belarus's hands.]
...What's it like in the future?
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...Am I still...?
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The future is...it's different, certainly. Many things have changed in the last two-hundred and fifty years. Though, perhaps it might not be best to reveal all events of the future, to ensure that they still occur in the way they should.
[And besides, Belarus was far away from him (hopefully), and so he had little reason to fear any wrath for not giving a proper response.]
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...No... I really don't know what you are. You look like a small you in a small box...
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She suddenly felt incredibly lied to as she decided to continue walking down the hallway before looking around the walls.] This place is rather large...
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[He continued though, as though nothing was odd about that.] It has to be, to accommodate the amount of people that have been brought to this mansion.
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Ah... I've never seen so many books...
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