20th February | late evening | audio

[realimperfect]

[ Who knows where Re-l has managed to find a piano in Death City, particularly coming close to midnight - the entire point of tonight's excursion was to play again without a large audience, at least in theory.

( But then again, her device seems to be recording as she sets it down, tripped by a stray touch of her finger to the screen as she sets it down on top of the smooth black wood..) 

It's been years since she's last touched a piano for more than a spare few seconds or stolen notes before she continued on a busy day of investigations. She'd humored her grandfather by giving up the instrument years ago when it had 'distracted her too much', but Death City was without those distractions, and after a few hesitant notes she begins to play.

Chopin's Nocturno seems to be what her fingers have chosen to play tonight, even though it's been an eternity since she'd played it last. Her fingers seem to be finding the right ivory keys to press without fail, despite the late hour and time away, every piano seems to be made the same, whether in Romdeau or in Death City.

It's a fitting song, at least, for those who might need a lullaby or perhaps just to fit Re-l Mayer herself, and not much longer than five minutes later the song comes to and end, a long silence precipitating the end of the audio feed. ] 

005 • VOICE • FEBRUARY 20TH • AFTERNOON

[necrotizes]

[ He clears his throat violently. ]

It seems as though my lord is no longer in this city.

Mitsunari Ishida is nowhere to be found. [ As he tries to clear his throat once more, he begins to cough and choke on his own saliva per usual. ] Just as I had decided to receive treatment to better serve him.

Misery does have an interesting way of finding you, does it now, city?

February 21, 2010 - Sunday

[pedo_sun]

[Temperatures for today will be 64/45F (18/7C).]

[Man, we told you guys to bring your bathing suit, didn't we? I dunno, might be better than what these guys are dealing with. It's never too late to join in you know! Because fighting and getting beaten up by wave sounds like fun, right? Right?]

[ooc: Sorry this was late! That's what happens when you think it's Thursday for the last two days.]

[Video]

[knightofcourage]

[Filtered from the Symphonia cast]
Hey, there's something I've been wondering lately. How many people come from a time much different than the others from their world? Most of my friends from my world all come from times that were around two years ago for me, and...it's strange, I suppose, being from such a different time from all of them.

[Especially when he only met those friends a few months from his perspective before he arrived in Death City. But he doesn't say that.]

Has this happened to anyone else? I don't think I've ever really talked with anyone about it before.

My name's Emil, by the way. I'm a meister, and I'm still looking for a weapon if anybody's interested. I usually use a sword, but I think I can try other things too. I, um...I become somebody else when we fight - another me. My friends call him my Ratatosk Mode. I know it's weird, and it might make working together a little harder, but I know both I and my other self want to find a partner and help out more here. So if anybody's okay with needing to work with both me and him, I'd like to try something out. Thank you.