Yūya Sakaki (
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limacharlie2017-08-06 08:30 pm
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[Public Channel | Day 143]
[ The radio comes on to the sound of creaking wood and a familiar voice that is, for once, not sounding all that agitated, though it’s a little distant. ]
“--just burn us out of this.”
“Then you’re just going to burn us with it!” [Yuya’s tone, comparatively, sounds snappish.] “Don’t--don’t do anything, I’m going to get us help--”
[The radio clicks off. And then immediately clicks back on.] “Hello?”
[The anger’s been smoothed out of his voice, and instead Yuya is sounding fairly composed.] “Is there anyone available right now who doesn’t mind coming to the Summerlands? We’re, uh--we’re stuck.”
“In a tree.” [ Lambert contributes helpfully. That’s not super specific or anything, and that’s is why burning things would help! There’s another creak of wood, something shifting and shuddering, and his tone doesn’t change a jot as he continues. ] “Which may or may not be trying to hug us to death.”
[Yuya is just going to ignore Lambert’s fatalism.] “We don’t really know where we are, but we were drifting… east of the city? Do these things have GPS?” [Does half the carnival even know what GPS is?]
“We’re going to get out of the tree!” [He pipes up confidently, despite it.] “But help would be appreciated.”
((Red = Yuya, Green = Lambert. Replies are separate, threadjacking is free and wild. These boys are dumb.))
“--just burn us out of this.”
“Then you’re just going to burn us with it!” [Yuya’s tone, comparatively, sounds snappish.] “Don’t--don’t do anything, I’m going to get us help--”
[The radio clicks off. And then immediately clicks back on.] “Hello?”
[The anger’s been smoothed out of his voice, and instead Yuya is sounding fairly composed.] “Is there anyone available right now who doesn’t mind coming to the Summerlands? We’re, uh--we’re stuck.”
“In a tree.” [ Lambert contributes helpfully. That’s not super specific or anything, and that’s is why burning things would help! There’s another creak of wood, something shifting and shuddering, and his tone doesn’t change a jot as he continues. ] “Which may or may not be trying to hug us to death.”
[Yuya is just going to ignore Lambert’s fatalism.] “We don’t really know where we are, but we were drifting… east of the city? Do these things have GPS?” [Does half the carnival even know what GPS is?]
“We’re going to get out of the tree!” [He pipes up confidently, despite it.] “But help would be appreciated.”
((Red = Yuya, Green = Lambert. Replies are separate, threadjacking is free and wild. These boys are dumb.))
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I think some fire could get us out of here, but Yuya won't let me.
[ Objectively, Yuya's correct that it would probably be pretty risky, but it would also get them down a lot faster! ]
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[This is coming from someone who rather enjoys solving most problems with fire, but come on.]
Someone is going to show up, right? [Rita could help, but she's also very lazy. And not a fan of heights.]
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[ Said so cheerfully, too. Is he serious? Is he joking? Is he just trying to give Yuya a heart attack? ]
I think a couple of people are heading over. Just gotta kill time until then.
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Right... Try not to get yourselves killed while you're at it.