[Voice Post]

[misterblackbird]

[Voice Post || Lord Alexis Hargreaves | Public]
((Click.))
((Some vague fumbling, someone learning the device again for the first time, a few small sounds, and then a child's voice:))

Ah ha! There it is. I knew I remembered. I daresay I'm getting rather good with these devices...

Father? I am terribly sorry to bother you, even like this. I hope you'll excuse me. I remember these devices from the times we've been here before, and in the past I wrote you letters on them. I think this might be a better way.

I see that we've come to this town again, though I don't know where you are at the moment. I'm sure you're...attending to whatever business you have here. I know I shouldn't expect to see you so soon, since it isn't even past noon yet.

I wanted to tell you that I am still in the theatre where we always stay when we come here. I wonder, Father, if you know the owner, perhaps? And I'll wait here for you, unless you tell me otherwise. I know you don't like for me to wander about, even in the gardens at home. So I'll wait here for you, as I should.

I'm especially glad you decided to bring Riff this time, Father. At least, I think you did. I believe I saw him last night. Thank you. The other times, when I've been here by myself, it's been very troublesome without him. You found me once looking for him. I remember. So thank you for bringing him along this time. It makes matters very much easier for you, I think.

But, Father, please forgive me, but I would like to know why we keep coming to this town. Is there someone you know here? It's a very strange town, especially today. There's all kinds of peculiar things to read on this machine, and if I look out the window, I see even more. There are creatures in the streets, and perhaps even mad people. And I'm sure there are secrets everywhere--

Father, I know you are a doctor... Is this...town...like an asylum for the mad?

... ... ...

I'm sorry. I know it isn't my place to ask these things. I'm sure I'll see you by this evening, Father. I'll wait here for you until then.

((A moment of fumbling, a small click, and he assumes he's turned the device off. How wrong he is:))
[//failure to end voice post--!!]

No one here, save for me!

I remember I met a little girl here who said she was my sister, and another little girl who named me the 'Earl of Secrets'. I like that title, though I like my real title better--or the one that will be mine. And I met another who had lost her pet mouse, and a boy who'd lost his pet lamb--he was the one who said he'd met an angel, though I'm still not sure I believe that. They can't have been mad.

But... I am all alone... And Father surely won't be back until at least six o'clock, unless he goes somewhere to dinner--it could be either. I'm not sure if I'm to be fed--I suppose Riff's left in charge of that. I think I should find him again first.

Hmm...

I bet there are secrets passages here, like the ones at home. And I am the Earl of Secrets, after all.

((Some excited sounds, a pair of small feet hitting the floor, some shuffling, a closet door opening.))

Now, what will I need if I'm to explore? Shall I--ah ha! These will be perfect, along with this satchel. And this for--ah!

((That last sound isn't excitement. That's a hiss, a gasp, from sudden, sharp pain. All the sounds of excitement and eagerness collapse very suddenly. The boy's voice calls out now, down the hall, around the corner, wherever it needs to go to find the one it seeks.))

Riff! Riff, I broke one open again... I need you here! Riff, where are you? Come here at once! I-- If I soil this shirt...

((Realizing the device is on...))

Oh n--

((A quick, scattering, panicked shuffle, a grab for the device.))
((Click.))
[//voice post ends]

[ooc: Little Cain is little! I've lost count on the incidences of little!Cain at this point, but, suffice to say, he's about ten years old here, has met Riff, but has not gotten rebellious quite yet--he's just starting to break out of his shell, but he's afraid of it all too. Be nice to him ;3; He's pathetic. He also vaguely remembers the City--since he's been here so many times. He just doesn't quite get it all.]

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[deadly_legacy]

[Tiny employer!] Cain? Are you all right? Did you hurt yourself?

[Voice]

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Yes, I'm all right.

How do you know my name?

[Voice]

[deadly_legacy]

Oh. [Should she pretend or be honest? This curse is adorable and confusing.] We've met before, but I don't think you remember.

[Voice]

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Have we? Well, I know Father's brought me to this town with him before. We must have met then, I think.

all future replies from pre_pharle! :D

[pharles-at-life.livejournal.com]

[ ffff pain? I didn't even notice. ] Oh, oh, did you find a secret passage?

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Not yet, but I haven't really started looking either.

[pre-pharle.livejournal.com]

You should look! That would be really neat~!

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm going to look.

voice;

[fireplacegirl.livejournal.com]

Lord Cain? Are you all right?

voice;

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

'Lord Cain'? I'm not a lord--not yet, at least.

voice;

[fireplacegirl.livejournal.com]

[ On second thought, that voice. ]

Ah- my mistake. I apologize.

voice;

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

It's all right. I will be a lord, someday.

But how did you know my name?

Video, maybe?

[prefers-chess.livejournal.com]

[There is a cat listening in as you get up to mischief, tiny!Cain. Listening and secretly approving.]

Video, sure!

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Oh! Hello there. How did you manage to use one of these devices?

Video;

[prefers-chess.livejournal.com]

Skill, mostly.

[And he proceeds to lick his paw in what can only be called a smug gesture.]

Video;

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

And you can talk as well?

How do I know you're not just some puppet or doll?

voice | is it okay that future replies will be from poisoned_doll?

[ms-marycontrary.livejournal.com]

...Cain?

[A looonnnng pause as she tries to process this. And then she stops trying to think on it and just shakes her head at the City.]

Cain, it's me, Merry Weather. Do you remember me?

voice | Sure!

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

You're the little girl who said she was my sister, aren't you? I met you before, I remember.

voice

[poisoned-doll.livejournal.com]

That's me! I'm glad I'll be able to see you like this-- er, I mean, see you again.

[action]

[followyoutohell]

[Riff's been searching for you ever since that shocked moment he realized you were just a child again and is there moments after his tiny lord calls for him]

Master Cain... What is the matter?

[action]

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Riff! There you are!

I--

[Looks aside, almost nervously...]

[action]

[followyoutohell]

[Kneeling beside him, Riff holds out a hand]

Let's get you back to your room, young master.

[deathofdelilah.livejournal.com]

...

...your father isn't going to answer you.

...you met someone who lost their lamb?

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

He isn't? Well, Riff did say he was seeing to some business in London.

Yes, I did. He was a little boy, about my age, and he'd lost his pet lamb. He also said he met an angel and that she was looking after a dove for him.

[deathofdelilah.livejournal.com]

...he is in London. But he doesn't know you're here. He doesn't know of this City.

...I see. How curious.