001 ▒ [action→voice] ▒ new perspective
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batteriesnotincluded[Hello Luceti.
On the branch of a tree somewhere in the forest, a raven haired boy lounges fearlessly, almost carelessly. He's already replaced the white pants with his own attire, though regrettably, his trinkets and teapot are no where to be found.
In his lap lies the open journal. He'd been studying it for the past half hour, trying to figure out what it's for, and only managed to gather that it is indeed a journal of some sort.
Crow's relatively calm about the new attachments to his body, but what's really bugging him is that the last thing he remembers--
--well.
The last thing he remembers is the sound of a certain human's voice. He smiles distantly as he taps the journal, not finding it strange at all to talk to himself.]
So what, this is what happens when you die? Laaame.
On the branch of a tree somewhere in the forest, a raven haired boy lounges fearlessly, almost carelessly. He's already replaced the white pants with his own attire, though regrettably, his trinkets and teapot are no where to be found.
In his lap lies the open journal. He'd been studying it for the past half hour, trying to figure out what it's for, and only managed to gather that it is indeed a journal of some sort.
Crow's relatively calm about the new attachments to his body, but what's really bugging him is that the last thing he remembers--
--well.
The last thing he remembers is the sound of a certain human's voice. He smiles distantly as he taps the journal, not finding it strange at all to talk to himself.]
So what, this is what happens when you die? Laaame.
[Action]
Date: 2011-05-18 03:48 pm (UTC)He finally manages to look up at Crow, tears still spilling down his cheeks as he lets out a small choked gasp for air] I-I thought I'd never see you again, C-Crow...