[The video turns on and shows...someone who definitely isn't Nina. Actually it looks like a little native girl, holding the Forge far too close to her curious, tear-streaked face.]

[The girl doesn't say anything, but after a few seconds Nina's voice comes in from off-screen - soft but slightly strained.]Sweetie, can I have that, please? ...thank ( Read more... )

It's unusually temperate, isn't it? I can't quite bring myself to complain - it is a very a lovely day, after all. Still, the change seems a little quick ( Read more... )

[All that can be hear at first is the rustling of clothes and footsteps - then]

-y! Who's there?!

Bruce! [sounds of someone running, loud]

Bruce! You fucking coward! Stay here [ˈɛɪjaˌfjatl̥aˌjœkʏtl̥ Çœ] and face me!

BRUCE!

[white noise - a laugh like a bark - click off and then on again]

Quatre?
Hey, Polite Army Brat, you okay? ... Quat'?

[the second ( Read more... )

Hello? Hello? Mickey? Jack?...Doctor?

[The camera flashes around the room, briefly capturing the familiar décor of an outworlder apartment, from the bed to the walls, and something leaning against the desk, before finally focusing on the face of a young black woman.]

Sorry! Just checking! Ahem, well, anyway… [The woman clears her throat, though her ( Read more... )

[When the video feed clicks on, it's dark. Sakura's face is lit only by the artificial light of the Forge and stray moonlight. She's opening a door into a hallway, but she's moving so quietly that if you listen, you might be able to hear amateur piano music in the air.]

Did anyone else find the orphanage? The mansion on the edge of the woods. This ( Read more... )

[The Forge flips on, and then, there is a tumble of streaks and colors; the sound crackles, and in between the sounds of that and a plastic clacking, a distressed, little "oh!" can be heard. ...the Forge was dropped. The screen quickly comes back to focus, though, and a pale, blond teenager smiles, embarrassed. He is wearing a military uniform, ( Read more... )

I was having a conversation with dear miss Riza the other day, and it got me thinking.

How many poor individuals trapped here have been taken from Earth~?

[someone's shaking the device, but gives up not too long after]

Well this is... different. [the voice sounds perplexed, and maybe a little irritated]

So what's the point of using this thing? Doesn't look like it's about to get me out of here any faster. [a small huff of annoyance, then silence]

[there's a long pause before he tries again] Anyone ( Read more... )

[Screen turns on to reveal a young girl with pink hair and bright blue eyes. She is wearing a dark blue school uniform a bit worse for the wear. Her face has a few bruises. Her eyes are rimmed red from tears. She pulls back at the screen turning on but relaxes and starts her introduction.]

Hi, I’m Utena Tenjou.

[She gives a smile that doesn’t ( Read more... )

[Guess who’s gotten into the sweets and lost the ability to know when to keep her mouth shut? The normally reticent Riza sounds irritated and suspicious and perhaps slightly inebriated.]The more I think about it, the more I believe there is something larger at work here. Who could have known before I was brought here that the Door would pull me ( Read more... )