Emil Castagnier (
knightofratatosk) wrote2010-03-07 09:04 pm
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[Accidental Voice]
[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.]
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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... sorry. I'll stop talking about it.
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You want something to drink?
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Not ... much. Just water, milk, and juice.
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[And he'll be taking the opportunity to sit down on the couch now.]
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... But it's a little quiet and awkward right now, so.]
... How long have you known him?
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[He's quiet for a moment while he counts back in his head.]
... almost six months. We met just after... just after Richter was sent home.