[Accidental Voice]

[knightofratatosk]

[This isn't the first time Emil has returned home to an uncomfortably quiet house. It's not unusual for H to be out somewhere during the day, but there's something strange about today, a weird feeling in the house that causes a sinking sensation in the pit of Emil's stomach. Hoping against hope, he's going to head upstairs and open the door to his housemate's bedroom... only to have his worst fears confirmed.

Once again, his journal falls to the ground with a thud, popping open to record a strained, shaky voice.]

N-no... no, not again... no... please...

[OOC: I know, I'm still on hiatus, but Emil wouldn't not react to his housemate vanishing.]

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[knightofratatosk]

Okay. The door is open, so you can just come in.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Okay. [And it takes a while, but Ted eventually arrives, knocking on the door briefly just for politeness' sake.]

Emil, it's Ted. I'm coming in, all right?

[knightofratatosk]

All right.

[He's just sort of... sitting on the couch right now for lack of anything better to do. Once again the house is more empty than he'd like.]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[Taking a seat beside you then.] Hey.

[knightofratatosk]

Hi.

[He's silent for a long moment, then...]

... do you think the Malnosso hate us?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

... What brought that up?

[knightofratatosk]

Because they keep sending the people we care about back home and keeping us here.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

...

I can't really say.

[knightofratatosk]

Why else would they do it except to make us miserable?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

... If I knew the answer to that, it might be easier to understand why we're here in the first place. [A little more blunt than he intended, but he wasn't really going to lie about what he thinks about it.]