fragileghost | 1 - [Action/Voice]

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[Here Luceti, have another New Feather. A young man with silver wings, wearing a strange mask and with only the thin pants of the newcomers to protect him from the world is currently just waking up in the forest not too far from the village. If you could see his face you'd see just how groggy and confused he is right now. He flinches a little as he realises there's a couple of new additions to his body upon coming to... wherever he is right now, and he reaches behind him to feel... feathers? Wings?

Thankfully it isn't long before he realises his clothes are piled up beside him, along with a book. Gin knows it's dangerous to be so exposed and doesn't hesitate to put on those clothes, strangely altered to accommodate those small wings on his back. Who did this to him? Where was he? He was certain by now this wasn't the forest of the Mountain God, unless he was trying to play some kind of trick on him.

Now for that book... Gin picks it up, taking a seat on the forest floor where he appeared and taking a moment to flick through the pages. The book was full of messages and pictures, presumably the ones who were trying to communicate. Some of the images moved as well and there were voices... the book was speaking to him.]

[Voice]

[After taking some time to try to get to know this odd journal and how it might work, Gin ends up trying to speak to the book himself.]

Hello? Can anyone hear me?

(OOC: Just a reminder and for those who might have missed it - if your character intends to touch Gin at all like taking his hand or something, please give me a chance to react before they make contact! Thanks~)

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Loud and clear!

[The Journal flickers to life as a stern figure appears.]

Greetings. Given your current apparel and your query, I can safely assume that you are new to Luceti.

I am Spock. May I inquire as to who you are?

[Now that the weather is starting to get warmer, Emil is taking advantage of this fact to spend more time outside whenever he can, usually in the form of walks through the village and the surrounding forest. It's on one of these walks that he just so happens to wander past the mysterious masked figure-- that's DEFINITELY enough to get his attention.

Not that he wouldn't stop to assist an obvious New Feather anyway, but he can't help but be curious about that mask.]

... hello?

No, none of us can hear you right now.

[And that was her smartass remark for the day. Hurrah!]

We can hear you, sir.

A new feather?

Hn, you must be new.

Wassup?

[Because yeah, he figured everyone can hear the journals, but he is far too happy to have his voice back to let an opportunity to use it go to waste.]

Whatchu need, huh?

Yep, I can hear you!

[And it's probably safe to assume that...] Are you new here?

[ A written post appears shortly, as if the writer had made it earlier and was preparing for something like this to happen. ]

A Guide to Your Journal's Vocal Messaging System
1. To begin recording, simply press the icon of a speaker, adjacent to three curved lines, once.
2. Equilateral triangle rotated at a ninety degree angle commences auditory playback.
3. Pair of vertical lines corresponds to momentary cessation of previously noted auditory playback.
4. Square terminates playback permanently.
5. To send message to network, press the button labeled "POST".
Compiled by Twilight Sparkle

I can hear you!

[He beams]

[Since the flood of New Feathers, Tsuna's been wandering the forest in hopes of seeing someone from his world. So far, it's been no go, but he's too desperate for a familiar face to stop. Today marks the nth day of that desperation.]

Aaaaaah, it's no good, Nuts... [Cue seemingly crazy mutterings to his ring, AKA his pet Nuts' other form.] Still just you and me...

[He sighs and switches directions, suddenly coming face to face with a mask.]

GYAAAAH--[He backs up quickly in surprise, tripping over a rock and falling flat on his butt. H-hiiiiiii, no one told him there were yokai here!!!]

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