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[Voice Post]
Jul. 17th, 2010 11:30 am( [Voice Post || Lord Alexis Hargreaves || Public] )
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.]
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.]