Temari (
dangerouswind) wrote2010-11-17 09:21 pm
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[She's muttering to herself here. What the journal picks up will be quiet and somewhat disjointed -- and definitely irritated.] Some kind of communications device, then. It seems a bit... bulky. I wonder... [Pause. There's a rhythmic tapping for a few moments.] Damn it.
[The sound of pages rustling. She clears her throat then and speaks loudly and forcefully.] Luceti. I've never heard of it. There's some sort of guide floating around that I've taken a look at, but I want to hear it from someone personally. Just why have I been brought here?
I have questions that need answered. It would be very much appreciated if someone would step up and start talking.
Start answering, or I start leveling the forest. [There's a pause and then a muttered:] If anyone even cares about the forest. Where the hell is this place? [It's obvious now that she's talking to herself. Journal? What journal?] Definitely not the cave I left. Nowhere near it; the place didn't look a thing like this.
[She trails off, muttering once in awhile about not knowing of anyone in the Bingo Book that can do something like this and about illusions cast before she abruptly cuts herself off. Right. Journal. Recording. She huffs.]
Damn it.
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[The sound of pages rustling. She clears her throat then and speaks loudly and forcefully.] Luceti. I've never heard of it. There's some sort of guide floating around that I've taken a look at, but I want to hear it from someone personally. Just why have I been brought here?
I have questions that need answered. It would be very much appreciated if someone would step up and start talking.
Start answering, or I start leveling the forest. [There's a pause and then a muttered:] If anyone even cares about the forest. Where the hell is this place? [It's obvious now that she's talking to herself. Journal? What journal?] Definitely not the cave I left. Nowhere near it; the place didn't look a thing like this.
[She trails off, muttering once in awhile about not knowing of anyone in the Bingo Book that can do something like this and about illusions cast before she abruptly cuts herself off. Right. Journal. Recording. She huffs.]
Damn it.
[End transmission.]
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I'm assuming there's some sort of shelter in town. Somewhere. Hopefully. [Because it's cold, damn it all.]
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There's a whole village. Free food and housing; you have your pick of seven different apartment buildings. [He finally turns his head in her direction again, trusting she's dressed by now.] Your fan is in the weapons shop, by the way. I checked before I came out here.
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Good. [Arms crossed now. She never was messing with the wings. Got that?] I'd hate to have to build another; I'm partial to that one. It's got good weight.
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So shall I escort you there or are you planning on flying?
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I thought I'd cartwheel.
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Starting in the direction of the village.] I'll just put some distance between myself and your feet then.
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[And without another word, she falls into step.]
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He takes to the trees, trusting she'll follow.] Chouji explain things to you?
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Welcome to Luceti, blah blah blah. Find a place to stay, take what you need, don't destroy the forest. Blah. Blah. Blah.
[Unimpressed. She's definitely that.]
I want my fan first.
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The second... [Yeah. Halloween sucked.] Let's just say it was less pleasant. Whoever was in charge of that one had more sinister intentions with what they were doing.
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So it could be as harmless as simply being in a place you didn't expect. [Not that that was necessarily always harmless; Temari could think of a dozen different ways one could appear somewhere and immediately have problems of the life-threatening kind.
Her gaze cuts to Shikamaru then, eyes narrowed.] Or something more sinister. And we don't know why.
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When they're not experimenting on people though, there's a section that tries to work with the villagers more. People seem quicker to trust them. [Oddly enough. Yeah, can you tell he's unimpressed with the idea?]