Oct. 24th, 2013

002; Video

Oct. 24th, 2013 08:19 pm
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[Angeal has noticed something strange going on on the other side of the mirror, things that haven't quite done much on their side, but with previous experiences, one thing there must affect the other in some way, right?

Which is why to him, it seems like a good idea to get in touch with his friends, and some of the others he had met here in the time he has been around. Which is what leads to this post. he could have always contacted them privately of course, but there are questions on his mind from a current project taking place.]


There's a project I've been helping with- Tom's shed, near the greenyard. One of the questions I heard while were were starting was that this place does not let anything we build stay up.

Can anyone confirm or deny that?

[And, as an afterthought to his friends.] Zack, Genesis, Sephiroth... why don't you guys come down to the dining room? Let's talk.

[Which means he isn't interested in just talking over the network, if it can be helped. Even after so long here it was hard to lose a SOLDIER's sense of wariness.]
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[ when the feed clicks on, it's of allison on her bed. she's looking off to the side, a tad worried. ]

So uh- [ her eyes come back to the feed, and she smiles a little. it's tired and a little sad, but she's trying. ] Two things. One, I'm not sure who all knew Lydia Martin, but she went home.

[ allison's not happy about that. not when she knows what's waiting for her. what she's going to see. but allison's already lived through it, so she can't really say much. this shouldn't really be news to too many of the others from home, seeing as she had gone around asking about lydia before making this announcement.

but then her eyes shift again, back off to the side. what the feed can't see is that allison's staring at the mirror hanging off the door to her closet, where she's had various versions of help me, please written in all different markers and make-up and anything that could be written on a mirror. ]


Secondly, anyone know what's happening in the mirrors? [ she's looking off in that direction and something happens, and it makes allison jump. in a matter of moments she's standing up off the bed and moving over closer to the mirror, turning the feed so that everyone can see it now. what the camera can see is that the mirror looks broken, almost shattered, but when allison reaches out to touch it, the pads of her fingers move smooth over the glass. ] Or better question- do we know if it'll stay over there?

[ and that's where she ends it. ]


PRIVATE TEXT TO » Jo Harvelle

so uh
about that talk?


PRIVATE TEXT TO » Cora Hale

you busy?

PRIVATE TEXT TO » Jackson Whittemore

hey
I don't really know what's up with you
but we should talk. or hang out. or something.

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