-64 [Action/accidental voice]

[fortunefail]

[Wearing a thick cloak and hands buried deeply in his pockets, Yuan is stumping through Luceti, heading for the forest. Things are getting far too crowded for his liking, so he'll go out to find some peace and quiet. He's bringing his journal along just in case, unaware it's recording:]

...Damn. It's so cold, you could hammer a nail with a frozen banana.

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[voice] tell me if you want him to back off anytime. he likes to try breaking minds. :|b

[devious-desian.livejournal.com]

Now, isn't that a rude way to greet an old comrade? And after I took the trouble of contacting you after all you've done. You were quite a nuisance.

[voice] by all means, break away

[fortunefail]

What do you want, Rodyle? I'm sure you're not hoping to catch up on old times.

[voice] I'll do my best. Or worst. Whichever it is.

[devious-desian.livejournal.com]

True, the time for such recollections is past. Ah, more's the pity.

No, the present is more your style, hmm? How does it feel, being so utterly trapped? No more worming your way out for the brave rebel.

[voice]

[fortunefail]

Oh please. If you can use the journal system, it means you're trapped here just as much as I am.

[voice]

[devious-desian.livejournal.com]

Tut, tut. You assume so much, Lord Yuan, when you know so little. You speak as if residents were the only ones to use the journals!

[voice]

[fortunefail]

The Malnosso must have incredibly low standards if they'd let someone like you join their ranks and I doubt you'd survive outside the barrier without allying yourself with anyone.

[voice]

[devious-desian.livejournal.com]

[chuckles] Oh, if the Malnosso existed, I am certain they would want someone of my cunning on their side! But I am surpised to see how much you think you know of this "outside the barrier."

[voice]

[fortunefail]

Rodyle, enough with the jokes. What are you implying?

[voice]

[devious-desian.livejournal.com]

Deceive the body, and you deceive the mind. Why do you accept Luceti's ridiculous setting when none of it has to be...real?

[voice]

[fortunefail]

[Err. He's getting just a wee bit paranoid, but he's trying hard not to let it show.]

What else would it be?

[voice]

[devious-desian.livejournal.com]

Lord Yuan, you of all people should know the illusions that guard the holy city of Welgaia. Only Cruxis let them go to waste on such petty, small efforts.

Why not expand them?

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[fortunefail]

The Derris Emblem...

[voice]

[fortunefail]

[Wait, wait, this is Aselia's biggest troll we're talking to, here.]

You think I'll take your word that easily?

[voice] 1/2

[devious-desian.livejournal.com]

Suspicious as ever! But it doesn't matter. I gain and lose nothing by your belief, or lack of it. It's too late for you to change anything!

[voice]

[devious-desian.livejournal.com]

But I hope that you see one day. I want to watch your despair.

[voice]

[fortunefail]

...

[Yeaaaah... He'll slam the journal shut now. But dammit, he'll be paranoid for the rest of the event.]

[voice]

[devious-desian.livejournal.com]

[Mission accomplished. For the lulz!]