Thirty-First PSI
Feb. 22nd, 2011 07:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
a_gentle_boy[voice, private to Rin Kagamine, Shiraasan, Tavros, and Nanashi]
I . . . I'm not sure what came over me. I guess it must have been the town playing tricks again, but I was feeling really strange last week. I'm really sorry. Especially to you, Tavros. We only just met and, um. You're not even a girl I don't think. I-I promise I don't actually like any of you, so please don't worry about that kind of thing.
I mean! Wait! I do like you, all of you, a lot! Just Not. Um. You know. Ah. Not like...... N-Not ............... I'm just going to apologize and hang up now.
[action]
1. [It is early Saturday morning and Lucas is walking a dog down the street. This is standard fare for Lucas's weekends, but Lucas appears significantly more animated than usual as he talks aloud, seemingly to himself. But actually . . . It's pretty clear he seems to think he's holding a conversation with someone. The dog is, of course, welcome to tag as well.]
2. [It is early Monday morning on the way to school and there are a few birds sitting on top of Lucas's head and shoulders, tweeting merrily away. Once again, he appears engrossed in a conversation.]
3. [I'm just going to outright say it. If you are an animal or own an animal, Lucas wants to talk to you/it.]
4. [In the Mayfield Library, Lucas has a table all to himself and is frowning a little as he concentrates on the task before him. There are photographs and hand-drawn pictures of people scattered all across -- much more of the latter. There are at least 30 different drawings, each of probably unfamiliar people. A blond man with a scarf and a cigarette and a dark-haired young woman feature prominently among them. ....What Lucas appears to be doing is fitting these pictures into an elegant notebook of some sort.]
I . . . I'm not sure what came over me. I guess it must have been the town playing tricks again, but I was feeling really strange last week. I'm really sorry. Especially to you, Tavros. We only just met and, um. You're not even a girl I don't think. I-I promise I don't actually like any of you, so please don't worry about that kind of thing.
I mean! Wait! I do like you, all of you, a lot! Just Not. Um. You know. Ah. Not like...... N-Not ............... I'm just going to apologize and hang up now.
[action]
1. [It is early Saturday morning and Lucas is walking a dog down the street. This is standard fare for Lucas's weekends, but Lucas appears significantly more animated than usual as he talks aloud, seemingly to himself. But actually . . . It's pretty clear he seems to think he's holding a conversation with someone. The dog is, of course, welcome to tag as well.]
2. [It is early Monday morning on the way to school and there are a few birds sitting on top of Lucas's head and shoulders, tweeting merrily away. Once again, he appears engrossed in a conversation.]
3. [I'm just going to outright say it. If you are an animal or own an animal, Lucas wants to talk to you/it.]
4. [In the Mayfield Library, Lucas has a table all to himself and is frowning a little as he concentrates on the task before him. There are photographs and hand-drawn pictures of people scattered all across -- much more of the latter. There are at least 30 different drawings, each of probably unfamiliar people. A blond man with a scarf and a cigarette and a dark-haired young woman feature prominently among them. ....What Lucas appears to be doing is fitting these pictures into an elegant notebook of some sort.]
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Date: 2011-02-23 01:45 am (UTC)[Lucas cuts himself off as the shadow descends. He blinks.]
Oh! I was wondering about that. . . . She's not Mayfield's, is she?
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Date: 2011-02-23 01:46 am (UTC)Re: 2/2
Date: 2011-02-23 01:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-23 01:55 am (UTC)It's nice to meet you, Azrael.
[Lucas nods to the bird and glances up at its master.]</small. But I don't even know your name yet. And I haven't introduced myself, either. I'm Lucas.
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Date: 2011-02-23 01:57 am (UTC)Arslan. Nice to meet you, Lucas.
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Date: 2011-02-23 02:01 am (UTC)It's nice to meet you, too, Arslan.
Ah . . . ? I'm sorry if you think I'm intruding. We only just met, you see.
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Date: 2011-02-23 02:02 am (UTC)No, not at all. This place is very small, and there isn't a lot to do, so it's nice to talk to others. Besides, I don't usually get to talk to people freely.
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Date: 2011-02-23 02:06 am (UTC)A-Ah, that was . . . to Azrael, actually. Sorry. Um. Yes, it is nice to meet new people.
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Date: 2011-02-23 02:08 am (UTC)[Smiles at Lucas] Do you like animals?
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Date: 2011-02-23 02:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-24 01:36 am (UTC)I don't have many friends, due to my position. But the ones I do have are great. Isn't that what matters more than numbers?
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