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[ somehow, she manages to take his breath away each and every time.
this place is so terribly foreign. so unfamiliar. he wades through a maze of grey in a panic, surrounded by a void he can't begin to understand. it's merely an illusion, he thinks at first—
until he catches a glimpse of red, the wind knocking out of him.
he treks on over in his jumpsuit. there's a flash of surprise before it melts into something akin to...relief? ]
You're here, I — I feared that we would be separated but...you're here.
[ wow. eloquent. ]
These...tacky suits be damned, are you in one piece, Morgana?
this place is so terribly foreign. so unfamiliar. he wades through a maze of grey in a panic, surrounded by a void he can't begin to understand. it's merely an illusion, he thinks at first—
until he catches a glimpse of red, the wind knocking out of him.
he treks on over in his jumpsuit. there's a flash of surprise before it melts into something akin to...relief? ]
You're here, I — I feared that we would be separated but...you're here.
[ wow. eloquent. ]
These...tacky suits be damned, are you in one piece, Morgana?
Edited 2018-05-20 08:26 (UTC)
[ ah. him. that asshole. morgana had assumed that, upon waking up and seeing that jacopo's hand was not in her's, ...that perhaps she wouldnt see him again. she feels like she's seen a ghost. (she has, she realizes.) ]
You should ask yourself that. Your first thought is to ask me that, and comment on the clothing.
[ yeah shes fine, just got that skeleton arm back. its fine. ]
You should ask yourself that. Your first thought is to ask me that, and comment on the clothing.
[ yeah shes fine, just got that skeleton arm back. its fine. ]
[ a "tch" escapes him, but the faint smile on his face has yet to fade. ]
And your first thought was to bicker with me, so this is most definitely the real Morgana. I'm at ease now.
[ skeleton arm or not, maybe she'll let him...hold that bony hand later...anyways! ]
I mistook this place for an illusion, but it doesn't appear to be.
This...this is space. And I distinctly recall space travel being an absurdly distant prospect in the 1800s...what the hell happened?
And your first thought was to bicker with me, so this is most definitely the real Morgana. I'm at ease now.
[ skeleton arm or not, maybe she'll let him...hold that bony hand later...anyways! ]
I mistook this place for an illusion, but it doesn't appear to be.
This...this is space. And I distinctly recall space travel being an absurdly distant prospect in the 1800s...what the hell happened?
I don't have the answers you seek. I met a boy from 2452 and he also lacked answers. It seems no one knows what happened, which certainly puts us in a strange position.
[ keep that shaky hand to yourself, jacopo. ]
Time is a fickle thing, is it not? More of a concept to our souls than something concrete...
[ keep that shaky hand to yourself, jacopo. ]
Time is a fickle thing, is it not? More of a concept to our souls than something concrete...
[ jacopo cants his head. yet another sigh escapes his lips. ]
Space travel...this is it, huh?
This place...or realm, I mean, is dreadfully empty.
[ a smile, light and gentle, plays along his lips. ]
I suppose we'll have to make something out of nothing here, in that case.
Space travel...this is it, huh?
This place...or realm, I mean, is dreadfully empty.
[ a smile, light and gentle, plays along his lips. ]
I suppose we'll have to make something out of nothing here, in that case.
[ there's a short pause. ]
You won't let go of that, will you? Temporary or not, I... can't say at this point.
[ morgana doesn't make promises - she has no idea if this is a stepping stone to the next life, or if this is where they'll stay. it's unsettling, but she keeps true to that part of herself.
even so, that's not a rejection. ]
You won't let go of that, will you? Temporary or not, I... can't say at this point.
[ morgana doesn't make promises - she has no idea if this is a stepping stone to the next life, or if this is where they'll stay. it's unsettling, but she keeps true to that part of herself.
even so, that's not a rejection. ]
I'll never let go.
It'll be temporary. Look closely — there's an expanse of something that appears to be a bit green and blue from the distance. Do you see it? That's the world we once inhabited. I know because it resembles the globe they modeled after it.
[ he lifts his head high. ]
We simply have to get from here to there. And besides, I have you — that's all I need.
It'll be temporary. Look closely — there's an expanse of something that appears to be a bit green and blue from the distance. Do you see it? That's the world we once inhabited. I know because it resembles the globe they modeled after it.
[ he lifts his head high. ]
We simply have to get from here to there. And besides, I have you — that's all I need.
Edited 2018-05-26 06:35 (UTC)
Does being a fool come as easily to you as swimming comes to a fish, or do you work to achieve such a level of impressive stupidity?
[ her gaze roves to the side, the ghost of a smile that had played upon her lips disappearing as quickly as it came. ]
And what do you intend to do once we get there? Neither of us have any clue what year it is, or what the world is like. Perhaps there is a reason for this transportation method... One we do not know yet.
[ her gaze roves to the side, the ghost of a smile that had played upon her lips disappearing as quickly as it came. ]
And what do you intend to do once we get there? Neither of us have any clue what year it is, or what the world is like. Perhaps there is a reason for this transportation method... One we do not know yet.
Sorry, I was distracted.
[ HAHA ANYWAYS. he's pulling it together. ]
Does it truly matter? Those golden fields will always remain untouched by time itself. Ideally, I'd like for us to find a way...to reincarnate you. But we may have to settle for this...
[ a pause. he holds out his hand gingerly. ]
We should see what's in store for us in the meantime.
[ HAHA ANYWAYS. he's pulling it together. ]
Does it truly matter? Those golden fields will always remain untouched by time itself. Ideally, I'd like for us to find a way...to reincarnate you. But we may have to settle for this...
[ a pause. he holds out his hand gingerly. ]
We should see what's in store for us in the meantime.
[ ...morgana's hands stay where they are, in the moment. she doesn't know if reincarnation is on the schedule for them at this point - and why not himself, too? is that part of that package, or is that his only priority? he's always been a fool, too concerned with others and what they're doing to take a moment to look at himself. it's how he ends up getting hurt, time and time again. ]
If this is where we are meant to be in this moment of time, however insignificant or vast it is, then it is not settling. We set out to find a place to call home... Jacopo.
If this is where we are meant to be in this moment of time, however insignificant or vast it is, then it is not settling. We set out to find a place to call home... Jacopo.
[ her hand is so soft. so terribly soft. he threatens to burst at the seams, a smile ebbing with warmth stretching across his face. if this is a dream, he will relish it until the moment he ceases to exist. ]
I...
[ jacopo swallows. ]
I really...love you...
A-anyhow...!
[ he steps forward, hand in hers, peering around the observation deck. the void stares out from beyond the glass and at them. ]
I awoke near a...I have not a damn clue as to what it was, but it seemed to be a gymnasium of some kind. People were training and the like. There must be a...society present within this place. A sense of order, you could call it.
We'll merely have to follow the ropes.
I...
[ jacopo swallows. ]
I really...love you...
A-anyhow...!
[ he steps forward, hand in hers, peering around the observation deck. the void stares out from beyond the glass and at them. ]
I awoke near a...I have not a damn clue as to what it was, but it seemed to be a gymnasium of some kind. People were training and the like. There must be a...society present within this place. A sense of order, you could call it.
We'll merely have to follow the ropes.
[ morgana has no ears. she heard nothing. if jacopo is as warm as the sun in this moment, she's as cold as a tundra.
even still, her hand stays in his. ]
A community, more like. They appear to be in the same predicament: displaced from their own periods of time. There is any manner of strange people aboard this place.
[ she feels so tiny and insignificant staring out into space like this. as if everything she's ever done was pointless, but she feels his warmth through his touch and considers that maybe it was, and it's time for her to do things that feel very much like they have a weight to them.
she doesn't say that, of course. ]
...The watch on your wrist. It's a communication device, like a telephone, but more interactive. It's only a taste of how technology has advanced.
[ that seems up his alley - he did invest in railroads. ] It seems to be connected to the rest of the community. We... all have one.
even still, her hand stays in his. ]
A community, more like. They appear to be in the same predicament: displaced from their own periods of time. There is any manner of strange people aboard this place.
[ she feels so tiny and insignificant staring out into space like this. as if everything she's ever done was pointless, but she feels his warmth through his touch and considers that maybe it was, and it's time for her to do things that feel very much like they have a weight to them.
she doesn't say that, of course. ]
...The watch on your wrist. It's a communication device, like a telephone, but more interactive. It's only a taste of how technology has advanced.
[ that seems up his alley - he did invest in railroads. ] It seems to be connected to the rest of the community. We... all have one.
Reminds me of the New World. We'll grow accustomed to it.
[ his gaze flickers back toward the void, only to settle upon her again. she is pale, glowing brighter than the moonlight itself. The iridescence of her skin contrasts nicely against the black of the void.
jacopo looks towards his wrist, raising his free hand to narrow his eyes at the aforementioned device. ]
They've come a long way from both the pocket watch and the telegram. Color me impressed. I'm half tempted to take it apart...
[ she isn't wrong, of course, the wonderment in his eyes is rather blatant. still, his gaze returns to her yet again. ]
The people here are no different from you. I think...that they'll accept you. For as vacant of a void as this place may be, it's oddly warm. [ softly, he smiles. ]
I smell food. That's the first resource we should procure.
[ ...and there's a sniff. jacopo inclines his head as if to motion towards the direction of the cafeteria. ]
That way.
[ his gaze flickers back toward the void, only to settle upon her again. she is pale, glowing brighter than the moonlight itself. The iridescence of her skin contrasts nicely against the black of the void.
jacopo looks towards his wrist, raising his free hand to narrow his eyes at the aforementioned device. ]
They've come a long way from both the pocket watch and the telegram. Color me impressed. I'm half tempted to take it apart...
[ she isn't wrong, of course, the wonderment in his eyes is rather blatant. still, his gaze returns to her yet again. ]
The people here are no different from you. I think...that they'll accept you. For as vacant of a void as this place may be, it's oddly warm. [ softly, he smiles. ]
I smell food. That's the first resource we should procure.
[ ...and there's a sniff. jacopo inclines his head as if to motion towards the direction of the cafeteria. ]
That way.
[ morgana doesn't let go of his hand. he could lead her to the end of the universe, if he wanted to - she'd follow, and blame it on his grip. in truth, she could let go anytime she wants to. allowing him to speak, she only responds once a short silence falls between the two of them. ]
Vacant of a void or not, you're hardly the first to express an interest in taking this apart to me. Do what you wish, but don't come crying to me if it doesn't work afterward. It's not as if you're familiar with these machines, you know. [ mistakes are bound to happen.
he has a habit of breaking things.
it's implied in her words she would rather not see him upset, but it's up to him to read between the lines, in the end. she can't say it herself, in plain words. ]
Do you intend to... learn?
Vacant of a void or not, you're hardly the first to express an interest in taking this apart to me. Do what you wish, but don't come crying to me if it doesn't work afterward. It's not as if you're familiar with these machines, you know. [ mistakes are bound to happen.
he has a habit of breaking things.
it's implied in her words she would rather not see him upset, but it's up to him to read between the lines, in the end. she can't say it herself, in plain words. ]
Do you intend to... learn?
[ jacopo's lips purse into a thin line, his brows knitting with thought. ]
Of course. [ and then it quirks back up into a small smile. ] Tch. As if I'd cry...with technology of this caliber, I'm certain you could put anything back together.
[ jacopo eyes the device yet again. there's a click — and then another, before his eyes narrow and focuses intently on its screen.
( idk how to fix this visual so like. i guess the hand he's using to hold her hand is the one with the watch on it. and he's quite literally lifting her hand with his to do this fuckshit. sorry to whichever unfortunate soul is reading this. )
fingers sweep across the keyboard. a series of taps follows suit. and then suddenly, she'll receive a message... ]
hello? can you read this?
Not bad. [ a smirk. his grip on her hand has yet to lighten. ] It sent the message to everyone here, I believe...huh. To be able to communicate with a group's worth of individuals at once...to say I'm impressed is an understatement.
[ naturally, his features return to morgana, whence they belong. here they are— ]
The mess hall. Are you ready?
Of course. [ and then it quirks back up into a small smile. ] Tch. As if I'd cry...with technology of this caliber, I'm certain you could put anything back together.
[ jacopo eyes the device yet again. there's a click — and then another, before his eyes narrow and focuses intently on its screen.
( idk how to fix this visual so like. i guess the hand he's using to hold her hand is the one with the watch on it. and he's quite literally lifting her hand with his to do this fuckshit. sorry to whichever unfortunate soul is reading this. )
fingers sweep across the keyboard. a series of taps follows suit. and then suddenly, she'll receive a message... ]
hello? can you read this?
Not bad. [ a smirk. his grip on her hand has yet to lighten. ] It sent the message to everyone here, I believe...huh. To be able to communicate with a group's worth of individuals at once...to say I'm impressed is an understatement.
[ naturally, his features return to morgana, whence they belong. here they are— ]
The mess hall. Are you ready?
Edited 2018-05-27 05:52 (UTC)
[ there's no need for her to look at his message, though her gaze does shift to the buzzing wristwatch. it's not quite strapped down enough and seems ready to slip off at any moment, but the more she wears it, the more the straps will break in... probably. ]
And nothing I say will stop you? Hmph. The usefulness of this item goes beyond that. It also allows for personal conversations. You'd do well to keep that in mind while dismantling it like a brute. [ don't break it!! she might text him!!! that's what this means! ]
As if I have a choice. [ the mess hall is--
not empty, haha, hoo! letting go of his hand immediately, wow. morgana seems to shrink as she realizes that, no, they're truly not alone in this moment, looking down as she shuffles in quietly. she might as well be a ghost. still, she stays by his side. this... is apparently acceptable for this moment. in theory, there's a concept that's conveyed clearly here: this is a room for eating and there's a area for cooking. however, the aesthetic of the place is unlike anything she's ever seen before. she only takes it in with short gazes. were the mess hall a glass of water, morgana would be quickly sipping at it.
...hm. she has no idea how to conduct herself in an area like this in front of him, she realizes. for as much as she wanted him in that cottage with her, this is somehow more like the brothel than her cottage. ]
And nothing I say will stop you? Hmph. The usefulness of this item goes beyond that. It also allows for personal conversations. You'd do well to keep that in mind while dismantling it like a brute. [ don't break it!! she might text him!!! that's what this means! ]
As if I have a choice. [ the mess hall is--
not empty, haha, hoo! letting go of his hand immediately, wow. morgana seems to shrink as she realizes that, no, they're truly not alone in this moment, looking down as she shuffles in quietly. she might as well be a ghost. still, she stays by his side. this... is apparently acceptable for this moment. in theory, there's a concept that's conveyed clearly here: this is a room for eating and there's a area for cooking. however, the aesthetic of the place is unlike anything she's ever seen before. she only takes it in with short gazes. were the mess hall a glass of water, morgana would be quickly sipping at it.
...hm. she has no idea how to conduct herself in an area like this in front of him, she realizes. for as much as she wanted him in that cottage with her, this is somehow more like the brothel than her cottage. ]
[ it's possessed! the communicator is possessed!!!! god. she hates this thing ]
define there
i am where i am
[ ... which is the observatory deck. old witch gets mad at 2 moons round deux ]
it speaks in your voice
[ the second text comes ten minutes after the first. wonder why...? ]
define there
i am where i am
[ ... which is the observatory deck. old witch gets mad at 2 moons round deux ]
it speaks in your voice
[ the second text comes ten minutes after the first. wonder why...? ]
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