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[aslandish]

[The recording begins in silence, and for a moment, the only thing to be heard is the faint splash of waves against the seashore and (maybe) the sound of footfalls, heavy against the sand. Finally, a Voice speaks, as warm and vibrant as a summer's day.To everything, there is a season. From the rising of the Sun to the going down of the same,

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[lovereborn]

[ Silence for a few moments as Shirley contemplates LionJesus's words - he has a rather comforting voice! - and then: ] It's... nice, to hear words like that every now and then.

[ She smiles, even though he wouldn't see it through the channel. ]

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[aslandish]

[He may not see it, but he knows.]

Would you hear them again?

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[lovereborn]

Mmm... I think so, yeah! At least, I wouldn't mind hearing them.

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[aslandish]

[Wherever Shirley may be, the air warms slightly, the hint of a familiar fragrance in the air.]

When you have need, I'll speak them again.

voice

[whipfist]

No it won't.

voice

[aslandish]

Do you believe yourself forsaken?

voice

[whipfist]

... Everyone is, eventually.

voice

[aslandish]

Would you see that change?

[todomarishi]

Purposes don't always last...

[That's more of a tentative mumble than a real argument.]

What does it matter if the Light's still shining if no one can see it?

[aslandish]

Some things are timeless.

[Again, waves roll against the same.]

The knowledge that it's there.

voice, as was the above;

[todomarishi]

A lot of things aren't. Or... shouldn't be.

[The more he talks, the more uneasy he finds himself becoming. Like a child again, somehow.]

It's hard to be sure something's there if you can't see it. Or feel it. And even if you know it's there... It's not like it can do you any good if you're too far away to reach it, right?

voice forevah~

[aslandish]

[Jesus Lion tends to have this effect on people. In the same warm, summery tones as before:] Would you change to make it closer?

[tapdancinskelly]

And do you know your purpose then? Many search for the whole lives, and may not necessarily discover it.

[aslandish]

There are many things that I know. [Read: Yes.]

Discovering is part of learning. Sometimes the wrong path must be trod before the right one can be found.

[tapdancinskelly]

You are quite wise for your age, but that answer seems a little cryptic to me. You seem to teach as you tell answers, and yet at the same time explain little about yourself.

Perhaps it would be best if instead we started with introductions my good sir?

My name is Brooke, the bard of the straw hat pirates, it's a pleasure to meet you.

[aslandish]

[There's a curious inflection to his voice; unnaturally deep, like a growl, almost. He's amused.]

Well met, Brooke, bard of the straw hat pirates.

How do you find your stay?

Voice

[hatchet_cat]

Darkness and Light.

Do you really believe that the world is so black and white?

Voice

[aslandish]

The world is as it was made.

One cannot exist without the other.

Voice

[hatchet_cat]

But there is no balance, I'm sure.

Voice

[aslandish]

There is.

At times, it is disrupted, but it is always restored.