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thefarshore2018-05-15 08:33 am
thevanguard) wrote in thefarshore2018-05-15 08:33 am
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From: Yata
Posted: November 20
[ Yata's video feed snaps on late one evening, connecting him to the BBS, whether he'd intended that to happen or not - although from the surprise on his face and his sudden blinking at the glare of the screen that pops up from his watch, it's probably more likely not. But whatever he'd been trying to do, now that the connection is made, there's a look of both stark relief and very much freaking out obviously occurring here.
When he starts talking, his voice is barely above a whisper and it's obvious he's hiding somewhere in the dark. Maybe a closet? ]
Shit, guys, there's something weird as shit going on down here. I thought I'd help out with a prayer that sounded easy enough, some old dude who kept losing stuff or some shit... [ Yata, how much had you even paid attention to what was on that prayer? Obviously not enough. ]
Except when I got here, the house is empty and all this weird shit is happening and there are like... [ He stops abruptly, his eyes darting to something in the distance, and even in the video feed, the loud sound of footsteps can be heard echoing through the house. ] That keeps happening and I swear to god - gods? - there's no one else in this house and I don't know what the hell is going on. Did anyone else hear anything weird happening down-
[ And then there's a sudden distant crash and his eyes dart away again before he gets a curse half-uttered and the screen goes black. ]
Posted: November 20
[ Yata's video feed snaps on late one evening, connecting him to the BBS, whether he'd intended that to happen or not - although from the surprise on his face and his sudden blinking at the glare of the screen that pops up from his watch, it's probably more likely not. But whatever he'd been trying to do, now that the connection is made, there's a look of both stark relief and very much freaking out obviously occurring here.
When he starts talking, his voice is barely above a whisper and it's obvious he's hiding somewhere in the dark. Maybe a closet? ]
Shit, guys, there's something weird as shit going on down here. I thought I'd help out with a prayer that sounded easy enough, some old dude who kept losing stuff or some shit... [ Yata, how much had you even paid attention to what was on that prayer? Obviously not enough. ]
Except when I got here, the house is empty and all this weird shit is happening and there are like... [ He stops abruptly, his eyes darting to something in the distance, and even in the video feed, the loud sound of footsteps can be heard echoing through the house. ] That keeps happening and I swear to god - gods? - there's no one else in this house and I don't know what the hell is going on. Did anyone else hear anything weird happening down-
[ And then there's a sudden distant crash and his eyes dart away again before he gets a curse half-uttered and the screen goes black. ]
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[Just saying.]
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Don't sulk too much, Yata. [He can feel that irritation. It's really too amusing.]
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For once, Yata doesn't even bother to snark back, instead turning his attention to cleaning up the mess the ayakashi had made all over the house while pursuing him, pitting himself against the task with a fierce scowl.
Maybe if he's lucky he'll even find those things the old man lost that brought him here to begin with... ]
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Misaki, what did the old man say he lost?
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Though he is glancing over at Yata as he waits for his response.]
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Umm. It was some heirloom or keepsake or something. I think it was a pocketwatch? Something left to him by his grandfather and it was something he intended to pass down to his grandson, too... I didn't even have a chance to look for it before that thing came after me.
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[Fushimi holds up the pocketwatch he'd nearly sat on.]
Because it was in the sofa.
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[He holds back a chuckle.]
Well, that didn't take long.
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Are you fucking with...
[ He spots the pocketwatch that Saru dangles in his hand before glaring at him, too. ]
I hate you.
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Yata, your luck sucks.]