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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[No offense is meant, Julien-he's just Really protective of this guy.]
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[Gon is big. Julien is also big, but not big enough.]
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[he's never really thought if it that way, but...] I... That is one way to put it...
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By the way, you owe me a fistbump.
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...You still wish for that?!
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Yeah. Why not? Wouldn't hurt anything, right?
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..I, the man Gongenzaka, am not sure I should attempt such a guess..
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[Julien's only seen him in Portland and from a height.]
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AUH- N-No, it is...it's the result of my stay here, I, the man Gongenzaka, am not typically 'part tree'!
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[This guy - kid? something about him sounds young - sure is excitable. Julien wonders if he's bouncing on his forelegs, or trotting them in place. Lashing his tail. ...Fuck, that's cute.]
As it happens, I wasn't born with any bird elements at all, but they're typical for me now.
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He's quite still right now. Very still. HE IS STEADFAST, JULIEN!!]
Auhh...Is that so? Then they are changes of your own?
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That's right! Just not carnival-changes, so they're not going away, hah. But it's all right, a couple people in the same boat gave me an alternative.
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Just where were they from then..?
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