goesbythebook (
goesbythebook) wrote2012-03-12 09:12 pm
001 [action/accidental video]
[Yet another journal plays, one of countless left to their own nefarious devices. The video shows--well, mostly sky. No one said the books could aim themselves, even if they do turn on without help. On the right, however, a man can be seen standing on what looks like a ledge. In fact, anyone below that particular community building might see him as well. William has woken up in a very high place, and perched himself in the best spot to observe the activity below.]
Honestly. This situation grows continually worse. [The voice is bland, if clearly irritated. Fitting as it comes from a man whose posture would rival most wooden boards.] Whatever turn has brought me to this place is most unwelcome.
[Then a breeze blows not quite at the right angle to turn the page, but perfectly directed to send a shiver up William's back. Oh, and of course the black wings now attached there spread out, instinctively resisting the cold.]
And with these unnecessary appendages in place of my proper clothes. Honestly, if either of those ill-performing reapers were capable of such a thing, I could easily place the blame on them. I can only hope that the responsible party somehow has more sense, now that whatever poor joke they've attempted has come to its fruition.
[He raises a hand, fingers extended, up to the side of his face. There's a faint click as he adjusts his glasses, quickly replaced by an irritated sigh.]
Certainly they can return my scythe at the very least.
[He can't even jump down with proper balance while he lacks it.]
Honestly. This situation grows continually worse. [The voice is bland, if clearly irritated. Fitting as it comes from a man whose posture would rival most wooden boards.] Whatever turn has brought me to this place is most unwelcome.
[Then a breeze blows not quite at the right angle to turn the page, but perfectly directed to send a shiver up William's back. Oh, and of course the black wings now attached there spread out, instinctively resisting the cold.]
And with these unnecessary appendages in place of my proper clothes. Honestly, if either of those ill-performing reapers were capable of such a thing, I could easily place the blame on them. I can only hope that the responsible party somehow has more sense, now that whatever poor joke they've attempted has come to its fruition.
[He raises a hand, fingers extended, up to the side of his face. There's a faint click as he adjusts his glasses, quickly replaced by an irritated sigh.]
Certainly they can return my scythe at the very least.
[He can't even jump down with proper balance while he lacks it.]

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William spins around, of course not looking for a book but instead an unwelcome presence who has clearly arrived only to make the situation worse.]
Grell Sutcliffe. Show yourself.
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You will reveal yourself and explain what situation you have doubtlessly caused us to fall into, now.
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Besides, I'm trapped, too, and that is the last thing I'd want seeing how I just came back from suspension.
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[Although William must silently admit, it is unlike that thing not to make an attempt to inappropriately grope him.]
You sound certain in that conclusion. Explain.
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[Voice]
There are clothes and weapon shops further in the village which might have your belongings in stock if you would care to take a look. [...] Are you alright up there? [Aside from the wings and everything that is.]
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Hardly all right, but unless you are the one responsible for my state, I doubt there is anything you can do about it. [And would the guilty party truly ask about his condition? Doubtful.]
These shops you mentioned. Am I to understand, then, that my stolen belongings have been placed on sale? I do not intend to pay anything for items that are rightfully mine.
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And no. Though they're called shops the village doesn't actually use any form of currency, so you're free to take what's yours. The same goes for food too.
[Flipping through his journal, finding the guide and throwing up a link for Will so he can read it for himself should he choose to.]
There's quite a lot to explain about this place so hopefully you'll find that useful.
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[William will be most thankful for that link, once he becomes aware of it. As it stands, he's still unaware of just who is speaking to him, as they are apparently hiding themselves.]
That? I do not see any change in my current surroundings.
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[The whole taking your stuff and putting in a shop is kind of silly though so not even Yukio has an answer for that.
...Ah, right, he should point out he's talking through some random magical book. That might be an idea.]
Do you see a book near you at all? It's what I'm speaking to you through, so if you follow the sound of my voice you should find it soon enough.
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[Regardless of how logical this person's reply, William does not like being utterly clueless as to his situation.]
A book, is it? [There is a pause, followed by steady footsteps. When William speaks again, he is clearly much closer, as evidenced by both volume and picture.]
I presume this is the item in question. And the text: that is what you referred to earlier?
[William likes the written word. He's turning pages already to see what is written in the volume.]
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[ voice. yeah sorry my spaciness is like lalala. ]
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Directions will suffice. I already have one thing far too eager to serve as my escort.
[yay :3 ]
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[Someone who works with Grell then? But if so, they're a million times less discreet. Then again, it's not like there weren't other worlds with such things, surely.]
The scythe can probably be found at the weapons shop. Unless someone else gets to it first without realizing it's yours. [Or on purpose if one has enemies.]
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Although it's true he's terrible at undercover work. He's management, damn it.]And if I did?
Anyone who tries will find themselves pressured to return it with haste. I do not abide by others manhandling my possessions.
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Most don't. If you need help looking though, let me know. The pirates who tend to take such things could always use another bash to their skulls.
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[Why is this man wasting his time again?]
Pirates? To think this day could someone grow more dismal.
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You're in for a lot of that I'm afraid.
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[Specifically, William's time.
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Dare I ask what you mean by your remark?
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