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anemoi2012-02-28 01:51 am
rainbowbrush) wrote in anemoi2012-02-28 01:51 am
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I remembered my home.
[Close-up of an incredibly realistic painting done of a small, sleepy looking hamlet. There are people milling about, almost seeming to move within the picture. At the far end of the painting is a small house that seems to stand out in some way, though it isn't clear why. Perhaps more detail and attention were paid to this little home, for some reason.]
It's a super boring place. I'm better off here!
[There is a sadness in her voice that can't be totally hidden, no matter how much she tries.]
It's called Thamasa. And everyone there could use magic, but we weren't supposed to. I can't remember why. Probably 'cause some stupid old guy was in charge and didn't want anyone to have any fun. But you can't keep talent like mine silent! I painted all the time anyway, and made all kinds of fun stuff happen, and they couldn't stop me because I'm so awesome and adorable and talented.
[She paints a few more things, adding small details until she's satisfied.]
Stupid, boring old town. At least here I can use my magic and no one yells at me.
[Close-up of an incredibly realistic painting done of a small, sleepy looking hamlet. There are people milling about, almost seeming to move within the picture. At the far end of the painting is a small house that seems to stand out in some way, though it isn't clear why. Perhaps more detail and attention were paid to this little home, for some reason.]
It's a super boring place. I'm better off here!
[There is a sadness in her voice that can't be totally hidden, no matter how much she tries.]
It's called Thamasa. And everyone there could use magic, but we weren't supposed to. I can't remember why. Probably 'cause some stupid old guy was in charge and didn't want anyone to have any fun. But you can't keep talent like mine silent! I painted all the time anyway, and made all kinds of fun stuff happen, and they couldn't stop me because I'm so awesome and adorable and talented.
[She paints a few more things, adding small details until she's satisfied.]
Stupid, boring old town. At least here I can use my magic and no one yells at me.
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Hey.
HEY!
[Relm calls him back. Because no one hangs up on her, dammit.]
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What now?
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You hung up on me, you JERK!
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Are you trying to make me go DEAF?!
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[Click.]
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And knocks on his door.]
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...
A moogle?]
Kupopopo?
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[Relm jumps back, not expecting that at all.]
Who are you?
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[Memory get!]
...You're a moogle!
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Kupopo!
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[He turns to point-- except there's nothing to point at. Other than the usual furnishings and the moogle himself, there's nothing in the room.]
--Kupo?
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[He flails and shakes his head. That's not the case at all!
But... where did Yuta go? He starts checking around the room, confused.]
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Hey, stupid! Come out and fight!
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Got you!
[And suddenly, Relm may feel a little boxed in. More specifically, there are invisible walls uncomfortably close to her, trapping her inside. She can still see what's happening outside of it, if not just so Yuta can stick his tongue out at her. However, sounds are completely blocked, because he seems to call something to the moogle before running out the door and shutting it behind him.
A bit more concerning is the size of the box. It's not particularly large, so after a few moments Relm may find her breath getting a bit short. It's kind of hard for one to get much oxygen when they're sealed off from the rest of the world...]
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[After pounding on the box for a few moments, Relm takes out her paints and attempts to draw something. The lack of room defeats her, though, and she ends up flinging paint all around the inside of the box - and on herself.
It doesn't take long for her to start shouting in anger, then in fear as nothing seems to work.]
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