Carl Grimes (
theworldwillruinyou) wrote in
entranceway2015-04-19 10:12 pm
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Entry tags:
- harry potter: harry potter,
- harry potter: james potter,
- heroes of olympus: hazel levesque,
- once upon a time: killian jones,
- once upon a time: neal cassidy,
- parks & recreation: april ludgate-dwyer,
- supernatural: jo harvelle,
- the walking dead: carl grimes,
- the walking dead: michonne,
- the walking dead: rick grimes
oo1. [Video/Action]
[As the post starts, there's not actually anyone talking or anything showing on the video feed. Just a dark screen, footsteps and light breathing. Whoever's on the other end of the post is on edge; ready for something or someone to come at him. Carl reaches for a weapon - the knife in the holster on his hip - but gets a handful of communicator. The audio rustles uncomfortably and the video is jumbled while he rearranges the device to face him and takes a moment to realize that the thing is recording him.]
A...phone?
[He's very clearly confused, but not for lack of knowledge of the technology. Rather it's just been years since he's seen a working phone, much less one that would record and broadcast anything.]
Hello? I...is anyone there?
[What probably should have been obvious in the first place dawns on him, then, and it shows on his face. His eyebrows furrow and now he's more confident in what he wants out of this thing. What he needs to accomplish here. If he's here - in a strange place, with no clue how he got here - there's a good chance that whoever took him took the people around him as well.]
Dad? Michonne? Anyone?
[One more time just for good measure:]
Dad?
[He pauses for a moment, but the lack of immediate response is enough dissonance from what he remembers of cell phones from his world and enough to disappoint him slightly. Before turning off the feed, he pulls out the knife he was looking for in the first place and speaks one last time to the video. He's still addressing 'Dad' and 'Michonne,' if the tone of his voice is any indication and he does it with a smile on his face.]
If you're here...come find me.
[Left unsaid is the reminder that he'll handle himself until they do, but that they shouldn't take their time.]
A...phone?
[He's very clearly confused, but not for lack of knowledge of the technology. Rather it's just been years since he's seen a working phone, much less one that would record and broadcast anything.]
Hello? I...is anyone there?
[What probably should have been obvious in the first place dawns on him, then, and it shows on his face. His eyebrows furrow and now he's more confident in what he wants out of this thing. What he needs to accomplish here. If he's here - in a strange place, with no clue how he got here - there's a good chance that whoever took him took the people around him as well.]
Dad? Michonne? Anyone?
[One more time just for good measure:]
Dad?
[He pauses for a moment, but the lack of immediate response is enough dissonance from what he remembers of cell phones from his world and enough to disappoint him slightly. Before turning off the feed, he pulls out the knife he was looking for in the first place and speaks one last time to the video. He's still addressing 'Dad' and 'Michonne,' if the tone of his voice is any indication and he does it with a smile on his face.]
If you're here...come find me.
[Left unsaid is the reminder that he'll handle himself until they do, but that they shouldn't take their time.]
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Ask your dad.
He told me he was a good judge of character. He'll be able to tell you.
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[If she's a threat, she's not an immediate one. And using his dad as a reference isn't a bad move at all. His face softens for the first time in the entire conversation and he even...smiles a little bit?]
Thanks...Hazel.
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Anytime, Carl.
Good luck. Wonderland can be kind of weird....basically all the time. [Let's be honest. Even without the "events" taking place on a semi-regular basis.] But there are moments when it's not so bad.
[I'm technically safer here than I am at home.]