notabluesbro | 23rd Confession [Voice/Action]

[Fine, he tells himself—he might as well check out the journal; while he's normally on top of things (you never know what crazy shit's gonna go down), he's been pretty laid back, he'll admit. It's been calm, despite the last event. He's managed to just relax and take it as a small vacation, or some sort of half-assed blessing. Yeah, he'll go with that.

And now, to pester the new people.]

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Welcome to Luceti, all you new people out there—do I have some samurai out there? Gunslingers? How about the ever-popular pirate? I swear, I've never seen so many in one place before. [Granted he'd never seen a pirate in his life prior to Luceti, but eeeeh, whatever.] I'm starting to notice this place has just about every type of person around. Well, except for people the size of mountains. I imagine it wouldn't be very comfortable being around this rough terrain, actually.

[a thoughtful hum] I imagine some of you are from the usual interesting places... space? The desert? Worlds full of dragons or monsters or swords that're way too big to be lugging around?

[and a beat]

And don't forget to speak to your local spirit, around here. Just avoid the fire one—he's a real bastard.

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Hey, how the hell long has it been since we've had a drink? I think I'm feeling game for a few rounds. Unless you're too busy having hair contests with porcupines.

[So it goes, things feel a little more normal again. He prefers it; the days where his cross sits unused in the corner of his room are pleasant ones, to say the least. Granted, poor Amelia's stuck in there house now thanks to the hideous hand she'd been dealt in the last shift. He makes sure to check in with her in the apartment to see if she's settling well enough, before giving himself a breather outside on the path with cross in hand. As much as he enjoys the whole 'not using it' thing, he's gotta keep himself sharp.

You never know, right?

By the time he's done at the battle dome, chipping away at the usual horde of 50 or so moving targets ~~that totally look like bandits,~~ he's ready to get on home and hit the hay. Uneventful, for the most part. It's one of those times where the clock seems to be at 7 in the morn' one moment and then 11:30 at night the next.

He slips into his room after dinner, and smokes on a cigarette as he gets ready to end one day and start the next.]

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Aw, it can't be that boring. Hell, I think a normal earth is one of the most interesting places to talk about. [Not that it has anything to do with the fact that earth's ruined in his past, nooope.]

Really? Well if you really are so interested, I don't mind talking about it somewhat.

Well, heck, I'd love to! Not that I have much to do, anyway, right?

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Alright. Ah, but, when I'm done you need to tell me about your home world, okay?

... Eheh. Mine, huh?

I guess I can settle on that agreement, then.

[Even if it's a sad little place to talk about. :|]

Alright! I'll begin then.

My world...well it's a fairly modern civilization. It's called Earth and there are billions of people living on it all around. I specifically come from the Eastern part of the world and I live in a metropolis city, working in a research lab.

Billions...

[Geez, no wonder it had a hard time prospering long enough.]

So, what was this 'research lab' working on?

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[Well-- okay yeah.]

We're working on psychiatric research and developing technology that can enhance our profession. I'm in the division that works on dream therapy.

... Dream therapy. Like... telling people about themselves through dreams, right?

[just an educated guess :|a]

Something along those lines! The technology we were developing would be used to go into people's dreams and record them from within.

[wait wait wait

wait]

Record dreams? You could record dreams?

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Yeah. Is it really that big a deal?

Well... it just sounds hard to do. Not something you can do in my world, anyway.

Hm, I guess. I've heard about a lot of advance worlds, so I guess knowing that some of them can't do this makes mine a little more unique? [She makes a small shrug.]

Okay, so is it your turn now?

Ah... well. I guess it is. [Heeere comes the fun stuff.] Well, I'm from a little desert planet called Gunsmoke; it's, uh, a sort of accidental thing, living there. We left our old planet and I guess we crashed there by accident. I wasn't exactly born yet, but that's the gist of it.

So the human race accidentally landed there without any way to leave? Quite a marvel really. Is it easy to live on at least?

Eeeeh... well, not really, no. There's no water on the surface, so we've been making due with digging for it. Most of the stuff we've needed's been coming from the Plants.

Wow, that really sounds awful. Did all the water on the surface dry up because of the sun then?

Well, two suns. I'm not entirely sure how everything came to be what it was; all I know is it was crummy when everyone got there. Hasn't gotten less crummier in my lifetime, either--but at least people are settled better. Finding more resources over time, and all that.

Two suns. Is that even possible? Are you sure that second sun isn't something different, like a flaming asteroid coming down to the planet?

Nope—two of 'em! And five moons. I guess something worked out, because we've been circling the suns for a while now without any crippling problems.

Wow that's really insane and cool. My planet only has one known moon and we just call it Moon.

I'm afraid we're pretty generic, ourselves.

[Now that he's talked about it, he kinda almost sort of misses being around on that shitty planet. Even if it is still a wasteland of a world. Meh.]

And you've got a big ocean, right?

[He's been getting Earth-savvy, lately, with all these Earthlings prancing around.]

A lot of oceans. Pacific, Atlantic - I think there are five or six of them in total. Can't remember for sure. [She's a psychologist, not a marine biologist!]

Five or six. [he whistles] Would'a loved to see that. What's the land there like? Around the world?

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