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entranceway2016-09-12 12:04 am
postictal) wrote in entranceway2016-09-12 12:04 am
Entry #88
[The video feed clicks on to feature an unassuming shot of the crisp gray sky, accompanied by the restless crunching of footsteps drawing closer. Abruptly, someone picks up the thing and spins it around with a faint flare of static that's gone as quickly as it flickered up.
There is, briefly, a face visible on the screen, dark hair and dark eyes and brows knit together in an expression puzzlement and concern. Then the feed flips around again and starts panning around the area in a slow sweep, handled in the same way someone might a handheld camera. It's both too familiar and too surreal, and he fumbles at the last second, dropping the angle so the network instead gets a lovely view of scuffed sneakers crunching through a patina of fallen leaves.]
So seasonal change sure is a thing. Like, really a thing. Place doesn't mess around.
[His tone is dry, the words drawn out with a slow, weary indolence. He doesn't seem to realize he's actively broadcasting at the moment. He's just taking video in the same way - how Jay would, and even now the memory is painful and sends a pang of regret thrumming all the way to his bones. It's just such an easy, obvious reflex. Practically instinctive.
The crunching of his footsteps halts abruptly as something seems to occur to him.]
So I can post now instead of reply, is that it? Wait, why now? What makes this so -
[The feed snaps out, evidently by mistake.]
There is, briefly, a face visible on the screen, dark hair and dark eyes and brows knit together in an expression puzzlement and concern. Then the feed flips around again and starts panning around the area in a slow sweep, handled in the same way someone might a handheld camera. It's both too familiar and too surreal, and he fumbles at the last second, dropping the angle so the network instead gets a lovely view of scuffed sneakers crunching through a patina of fallen leaves.]
So seasonal change sure is a thing. Like, really a thing. Place doesn't mess around.
[His tone is dry, the words drawn out with a slow, weary indolence. He doesn't seem to realize he's actively broadcasting at the moment. He's just taking video in the same way - how Jay would, and even now the memory is painful and sends a pang of regret thrumming all the way to his bones. It's just such an easy, obvious reflex. Practically instinctive.
The crunching of his footsteps halts abruptly as something seems to occur to him.]
So I can post now instead of reply, is that it? Wait, why now? What makes this so -
[The feed snaps out, evidently by mistake.]
dat icon i love it
She starts to talk, but then second-guesses herself and comes up short.]
-... I dunno. I kinda assumed no one does, or Wonderland messes with it, but. There are all sorts here. [She lets out a thoughtful hpmh.] If anyone's got that up there sleeves, they're not sharing.
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
[His tone is utterly reasonable, even through the faint undercurrent of frustration pinned beneath. He stumps through the leaves with renewed intensity as he starts embarking for the mansion.]
Guess you just learn to get used to it, huh?
OMG I MEANT THEIR**** noooooooo the shaaaame
Exactly. The free food doesn't hurt. And the good company.
HOW VERY DARE
[Yeah, and he knows how hard those can be to spot. Sometimes hiding in the only friends you've got.]
Still. Guess it could be worse.
I committed the single mortal sin of writing
[And she'll reserve commenting on that last point until a later date. But yes, she does agree it could be worse.] Just be ready for your first event.
you will never be forgiven
[Even if he's not exactly highly willing to trust either implicitly. Call it paranoia or life experience, he doesn't care.]