notabluesbro | 1st Confession [Voice]

[Waking up dazed and confused in a desert with wings on your back... after thinking you're dead... never really helps a situation. Last he checked he was inking out his last bit of life on a church floor. And now he's in a shitty pile of sand with black wings on his shoulders. He was either alive and tripping back home in Gunsmoke, or he was on the road to a less than impressive Hell. But... that's a forest in the distance? He must've been seeing things. Worth a shot, at least?

So he staggers for an hour like a confused drunk and finally makes it to this green, wondrous land, were he just... collapses near the closest stream and drinks until his poor lungs feel a little better. Of course, after taking a short nap under a tree, he wakes up to a fat drop of rain smacking him in the forehead.]

Wha...?

[Is that... rain? Really? That's... sort of a miracle. Lots of miracles lately, eh? The journal falls open and voices trickle out of it. So after staring at it for a few minutes, he... speaks at it. After all, looking crazy is better than sitting out in a rainstorm--

He can't believe he's actually in rain. Real rain, none of that feigned sprinkler crap. And the desert's so goddamn tiny...]

Hello...?

Why in God's name am I talking to a book...

Can anyone tell me where the heck this place is? I'd also be really grateful if anyone could point me to the nearest food stand... Mainly if it has a nice, sturdy roof and something either warm or alcoholic to drink...

[A thoughtful pause. His back did feel too light...]

...And, uh... if you've seen a giant cross sitting around, let me know, huh?

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Well, you're right about that—this is a place called Luceti. Have you been shown the guide yet, sir?

Yeah, not many plants on my planet. Not much water, either.

I'm sort of on my own, right now, but I think I... sort of get it. It's certainly a new thing, talking books.

I see. . . It does tend to be new for most people. Ah! This (http://wise-maiden.livejournal.com/24338.html#cutid1) ought to explain more of it.

I'll help as much as I can if there's anything else that you need.

[V-very miraculous. Have a moment of quiet.]

[Someone's suddenly missing their cigarettes.]

Guess this explains being alive in the first place...

So... we're all kidnapped?

. . . yes, we are.

I don't mean to worry you—they tend to leave us to our own devices for the most part.

At this point, it'll take a little more to worry me than being stuck in some fancy forest, kidnapped or no.

[This is quite fancy compared to home...]

So these 'Malnosso'--have you ever met them?

Not in person, no. . .

Oh! But you needn't stay in the forest—most of the community buildings have empty rooms.

That's a relief. I've already lived off terrain long enough in my lifetime... Though, it'll be weird, not traveling nomad-style.

I know the feeling. You've been on the road a while, then, I take it.

[He smiles softly, and it's probably easy to hear it through his tone.]

Yeah... sure have. I didn't really have a set home, so wandering around was sort of a nice pace. My world wasn't much, but it was nice to see the backgrounds change often.

[Sure, he killed people along the way, but that's... completely unimportant. Completely.]

Travelling's always reliable for that much. But I hope it won't be too difficult a change to stay in one place for a while.

Naaah... I have some of my friends here, so I think I can manage a little peace and quiet...

Oh—

I imagine that would help. Will they be taking you to the village?

[Meryl no, but Vash was kind of totally screwed from the get-go. At least he has some nice mountains and flowers here!]

I'm guessing so! Not a bad place, I hope?

The village? Not at all—particularly if you're in need of food. Or anything else, for that matter.

Aw, really?! That's just great! I haven't eaten all day!

And a decent bar, I'm hoping?

If your friends don't arrive soon, then, I can try to give you directions from. . . wherever you are. You must be starving.

And, ah—there are two bars, actually. Just outside the plaza.

[Psssh Allen, don't be a ninny.]

Eeeeh, I am pretty hungry! But I'm also pretty resilient to it—I've gone days without food, sometimes. It all just depends on if I'm lucky enough to hit the next town back home! Or if my poor motorcycle breaks down halfway there, anyway.

Two bars, huh...? What a break for me!

Edited 2010-08-29 09:40 (UTC)

You traveled by—motorcycle?

Yep! If you get the right one they're really great on the sand back on my planet, aaaand not to mention, a smaller target to shoot at! Not to mention, those big ol' jeeps take up too much gas.

Not much of that to find at our place.

I'll take your word for it. They do sound like a useful way to travel.

Ha, ha, most of the time they were! Though when they break down 10 days from the next town, you have to really use your survival skills.

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