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[soundcarrier]

Player Name: Umi
Are you new?: N
Character Name: Sasame
Character Fandom: Prétear or Prétear: The New Legend of Snow White if you want the long name.

Scenario One: Action

[Well this was unexpected to say the least. Waking up in a new place with wings? Was he dead? No, that couldn't be right. He had saved the world with Himeno and the others without being sacrificed. So then... Where was he? He ventures towards the village, thankfully in the clothes he was wearing before coming to this odd place, even if they now have holes in them due to the wings on his back. However he's not too concerned about that right now and more about trying to find signs of any life. Though in the middle of the forest, he stops and puts his fingers to his ears as if listening for any sounds around him before he may hear your character near by should they be there when he does this. But if your character is not around when he uses his sound powers, he'll finally reach the village and get himself accustom to his surroundings. He'll stop by the bakery, library, various other places around the village and your character is free to bump into him there.]

Scenario Two: Voice

[After getting acquainted with the village for a few days now, Sasame decides to finally introduce himself over the journals. When he speaks, his voice is very soothing, gentle, and much like that of an easy listening radio DJ's voice in tone.]

Hello Luceti, I believe I'm what you'd call a new feather. My name is Sasame, it's nice to make your acquaintance. From what I've gathered in my short time here, many people in this village are from other worlds entirely. Though despite being from different places, I'm sure our problems and stresses in life are something we all share. As I'm a radio personality counselor you might say back home, I'd be very interested in helping anyone who is interested in sharing their frustrations, stresses, and any other problems they may have. You can send postcards or letters to my residency either signed or anonymously if you wish. And I'll do my best to answer every single one over the journal with a broadcast if I may be allowed.

[ooc: Because of Sasame's abilities with sound, he has very good hearing/listening skills and is somewhat telepathic (aka he can hear people's thoughts). I've put up a permissions post for people who would like to answer before tagging.]

Comments

ACTION of course

[aqueousliving]

[Haruka is sitting on the banks of one of the rivers, still close to village buildings, pant legs rolled up, shoes and socks kicked off and feet in the water. It's still too cold to actually swim in the river, which is the only reason he hasn't stripped off, so he's gone for the next best alternative, which is basically to sit on the banks of the river and let the water flow over his feet.

He's not really thinking of anything at the moment, though he stays so still that a few stray butterflies land on his shoulder.]

Action all the way baby

[soundcarrier]

[Sasame thought he had heard the sound of water near by and when he spots Haruka, he walks right over to greet him.]

You might want to be careful soaking your feet for too long, you could get sick from the cold air.

[aqueousliving]

[Haruka briefly looks up the newcomer, before immediately losing interest in him, focusing on the flow over water over and around his toes.]

I'll be fine.

[I'm not a baby who gets sick from a little cold. His feet feel less cold than they had when he first dipped them in the water; they've had time to adjust to the new temperature. There's no need to worry about me.]

[soundcarrier]

[Sasame sits down next to Haruka and stares at him for a bit. Hmmm, what interesting thoughts indeed.]

If you insist then I won't worry, but I don't think you're a child either.

[aqueousliving]

[Haruka's not bothered by the stare, but it's a bit longer than what he's used to so it irks him unreasonably. He looks down at the water, leaning forward to dip his hand in the water, too. What a meddlesome guy.

When the stranger sits down, Haruka gives him a sidelong glance before his attention returns to the river.]

What do you want?

[soundcarrier]

[He starts laughing to himself. This boy sure has interesting thoughts indeed.]

I'm new and was hoping I could find someone who can tell me about this place.

[aqueousliving]

[Annoying. Why does he have to be the one to explain this? Haruka looks away, eyes following the flow of water over his hand.]

It's called Luceti. You've been taken from your world and are stuck here until you're released.

[I want to go home.]

Did you find a book on you?

[soundcarrier]

[He nods though he pauses for a moment before speaking again.]

From the look on your face, I'd say you were homesick. If it helps you feel better, why not talk about your hometown with me?

[aqueousliving]

[Haruka doesn't even turn to face the stranger. What's the point?]

It's not going to change being stuck here.

[It might be a bit harsh sounding, but that's the reality. Talking about things isn't going to make it better being stuck in Luceti.]

[soundcarrier]

[Haruka, you're reminded him of a friend from back home. So he changes his approach.]

Through the darkness there is always a light. That's why you should try searching for the light within the darkness you're lost in.

voice!

[likeacrow]

Wait, are you tellin' me you're just gonna air everyone's business all over the journals?

voice!

[soundcarrier]

Not necessarily air their business, but give them advice for their troubles. That is of course if they want to give their name or not.

voice!

[likeacrow]

If you're a counselor, why don't you just talk to them in person?

[It's so weird to think about! ...maybe because Yata knows it's something he would never do.]

voice!

[soundcarrier]

Well I am a sort of counselor, but not. I work in radio and have a show where people send in postcards that I read then give them advice. And this way, I can reach more people than going to each one individually to discuss their troubles or stresses.

[This totally makes sense, right?]

voice!

[likeacrow]

[It actually makes perfect sense but Yata is Yata.]

It just sounds really nosy, if you ask me.

voice!

[soundcarrier]

[Oh Yata.]

It is nosy when people reach out for help then someone answers them? Am I wrong for wanting to help people who want it?

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[A radio personality counselor. Ginia listens to the message several times. It's nothing unheard of and it's not a bad idea. If the offer is truly as anonymous as it's stated, it would work for some venting. She still has her doubts though. The idea of entrusting anyone with her secrets or concerns, even under anonymity, makes her uneasy.

When she writes in a reply, she makes sure the camera is covered.]

An interesting offer. What's the catch?

[Written]

[soundcarrier]

[Sasame reads over Ginia's words and seems a bit confused. Welp, he'll answer her anyway.]

Catch? There's no catch involved.

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

What are you going to do with the letters and postcards? Reading aside.

[Some call it paranoia, Ginia calls it caution. Even if the messages are unsigned, all it takes is one person to collect them and match handwriting to figure out who is sending what in.]

[Written]

[soundcarrier]

Well I usually keep them in a storage box with a lock on it at the studio. I was thinking of doing the same here.

[He doesn't get why this sounds weird at all.]

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[Hm. She'd prefer if the letters were burnt after, but a locked box is as good as nothing. Even if locked boxes can be opened. Or stolen.]

You're offering a kind service. I'm sure it'll be appreciated.

[Written]

[soundcarrier]

[Well he can take care of himself, but he won't tell her that.]

I think it of as helping those who are searching for an answer to the questions they can't answer themselves. If my advice can ease their hearts even a little, I'm glad to do it.

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

Is there anything you won't answer?

[Written]

[soundcarrier]

Not really. I'm open to all questions and thoughts. After all, why keep your thoughts limited when there's so many people in the world?

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

Someone might write in with something you're uncomfortable answering. What then?