Don't know what I expected, really.
I suppose I didn't know how much I'd come to rely on the idea -- that there was something more beyond the pompous-ass ways.
I didn't realize I'd miss it until I looked into his eyes and didn't see it. Until he looked back and didn't see me.
Stupid.
Stupider that I want it . . . one thing he used. One thing he touched.
Damn you.
What am I supposed to do?
I never planned to rely on anyone else.
((ooc: Event will be forthcoming. Strikes visible to those who hack.))
Has anyone heard from Hakuba lately? He's been meeting with me the past few weeks to help me with my classwork... but he never showed up last weekend. And whenever I try to text him, he doesn't write back.
(ooc: Hurp, durp. Name mess up. |D;)
Hello, I'm Karrin Murphy. I got here a couple weeks ago, so I guess this message is overdue.
The briefing provided upon arrival was just that. Brief. I'd appreciate it if any other displaced resident would be willing to take the time to meet with me and share some of what you've gathered.
Once I have a better idea of the situation, any of you are welcome to come to me if you're in trouble or need help. I have years of experience as part of the Chicago police force as well as working knowledge when it comes to dealing with supernatural threats. Judging by the dragon I'm pretty sure I saw crawling across a rooftop the other night, the latter of those is a definite concern here.
Harry, you're not here, are you? I'm sure you'd have done something big and loud by now if you were, but I could use a wizard's take on things.
You know, this place never ceases to amaze me. Back home, we had radio silence. Broadcasting has been impossible almost my entire life. Television programming didn't even exist.
TV is amazing technology. When we lost it, the whole world regressed. We had to rely on news being carried on foot and delivered by train. The spread of information and ideas slowed to a crawl.
This world practically runs around television. Hundreds of channels, anything you could ever want, instantly. You can watch the news from the other side of the world, know what's happening thousands of miles away only minutes after it happens. It's amazing.
And you guys waste it on things like Top Model and Wife Swap? What is wrong with you people?
[Someone should probably be doing their homework. Regardless.]
So, I've been thinking...
I know that the jewels. They can make you do things... that you wouldn't normally do. But at the same time, we have to collect them if we want to go home. I guess this might have been considered before, but... even if it has, well. I guess it doesn't hurt to bring it up anyway.
I was just thinking that we should work in teams? That way, if the shard affects one of us... the other would be there to stop them.
I guess would leave the question of who would keep it though. And is there any way to lessen their effect?
[Private Text to Roxas]
Hey, Roxas? I'm probably not going to be able to go hunting with you for a week...
[Private Text to Saguru Hakuba]
Thank you for helping me with my classwork lately. I think I'm starting to understand things.
I hate this. She knows something and yet won't give me anything close to a straight answer. At first I thought I could just try to forget about that weird feeling and that notion that maybe I knew her somehow, but... I'm seeing her in my dreams.
It's so frustrating! It's like a blur of colors and sounds one moment, then it sharpens... it's like any of those times back then!
I know something's not right with my memories -I'm positive of that now. But with how she always just runs from me instead of talking... did I just do something to her back when I was with the Organization? Does she hate me for that and that's why she's always keeping me pushed away?
It's weird. I know who I am and I don't. And I could just let all of this slide if I didn't keep seeing her in these dreams I have! And they're not the kind that the health teacher said most guys get at my age -whatever that means.
Is anyone else out there one of those doctors or something that can make sense of dreams?
With new people coming in, I thought it might be really useful if we all assembled what we knew. Maybe theories and things, too!
We're not going to solve this, after all, if we don't work together.
So... I was thinking that. Well, it just seems like it's really important to do the work at school... Anne seems like she always has had good 'grades'. But I've been. Well, I've been going to the library and looking around. Reading books. Things like that. I think I'm starting to understand History better. And English seems to... Well, it's writing and I can do that. I'm not sure if I'm... but. Well. I guess what's I'm trying to say is...
Nevermind.
[This is Xion asking for help... in a round about way. 8D;]
[Private Text to Roxas]
I'm sorry I couldn't have lunch with you. As soon as I talked to Robin and Clara about it, they. Well. They didn't seem to like you.
[Completely avoiding the reasons why, of course. She was still wrapping her head around that. ...And the memories that were sparked from it certainly didn't help. She had kind of avoided eye contact with Roxas during the rest of that time.]
Something strange happened at school today. And I'm not talking about Julien ducking out on being the vocals for our band number. Okay, I know this is beside the point, but it was really cool. We went with our back-up plan and did this song called "Ballroom Blitz". It's still so amazing that I can actually play an instrument!
If he hadn't been terminated, I'd want to find Demyx to see who could play better!
Okay, so maybe that's going a little far. But I was good -Challo and Quentin were good, we had the whole lunchroom cheering and everything! It just bothers me though. Thinking that if I listened to that message -figuring that maybe if I gathered up all those shards, I'd just go back. I wonder if I could use it to get a life like this somewhere. I still feel a little bad for this Lucen guy, but at least until I figure out what's going on, I'll do my best to take care of his life for him.
There's something that's really different about us. I never kept much of a journal. I wrote a little when I felt like it back then. But, this guy? I was going through his room the other day and he has these shelves with all these neatly-bound journals. He didn't write every day in them; usually it was once a week unless something interesting happened. But there's just so much here: stories of how he met his friends, things that happened in school, how he felt learning to play this guitar. It's amazing, really.
I don't trust these notebooks like he does though. I don't know who I'm worried will read this, but something tells me I shouldn't be too trusting right off the bat. I've been used before and I don't plan to let that happen again. But writing things down somewhere helps me figure things out a little, so at least I can set this so only I can read it. Because it needs me to put a password in, I figure this should be safe.
So the strange thing today was Anne. I found Lucen's to-do list and it had "try to make up with Anne" listed. So I found her after I played today. Something about her's just so... sad. I just can't figure out why. I don't think she likes me very much; maybe he did something really bad to her or something. But the weird thing is, she looks familiar to me. I can't place the face or the name at all. I tried seeing if she went by any other names, but she said she didn't. I don't know what to do, I figured this would be the easy thing to do on his list, but it's way more complicated than I thought.
And then the really weird thing? It sounded like she was going to call me by a name other than Lucen. Something that started with an R. Maybe I'm just worrying over nothing or maybe the stress of all this is just making me act funny. But I think Anne knows my name.
I don't know what to make of all this. But I think for now, I'm just going to sneak out and check some parts of the town near Lucen's house for either those shadow creatures or jewel shards. At least that should be simple.
[It looks like he forgot to select "only me" from the "show this entry to" menu before he posted and now it's up for all the off-worlders to see.]
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