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Voice/Written/Action - 002
[Voice]
Um, can everyone hear me...?
...
Is everyone okay? I mean, what happened here the last few days. Is that really normal for this place...? [his voice trails off slightly as he pondered on the events.]
...--Oh, sorry! I just...I'm sorry to anyone I spoke to while I had that weird mask on during that week. I didn't mean anything I said.
Ah, anyway...there was something sort of important I needed to talk to everyone about. Firstly, my name is Kazuma and....well, I'm speaking to everyone to clear up a misunderstanding. I mean, as long as you're not busy with something already...[Yea, this is off to great start.] Maybe I should write this out.
[Written]
I've been told there was someone who used to be here that went by the name Hazama. I'm talking about him, because people have mistaken me for him since I arrived.
[A pause]
That is, people tell me I look like and sound like him, but I'm not him. I've never met him or knew of him until I arrived here. [....Was there something else he had to say after this? What did that woman tell him...?] Someone told me about the filters, and that it won't work if they're not here, right? You should try that if you want to check.
That's all I really wanted to say. I did look into what he was doing here and I'll say this now, I can't possibly do anything he could. [Hazama's voiced entry was still ringing in his ear] I don't know why we look the same either, so I can't really answer that. I just wanted to make sure I said something about this to everyone, so [there's a pause, as he taps the page with his pen] so thank you taking the time to read this, and if you still don't feel comfortable around me, I'll understand. Just as long as you know.
[Action]
[...Ok, that should be good enough. He hopes that's good enough, because he's feeling a little ill after making that public announcement. He was never good with these kinds of thing, but it needed to be done. At least he had the option to write it all out instead of talking.
He's going to be in the living room of House 48 for a while, just until his anxiety finally drops and he could go about his business for the day. He had something he said he would do for Miss Litchi, but hasn't gotten around to actually doing it. Probably shouldn't hold off on it anymore, since they really need to get more food for the house. The least he could do after Miss Litchi and Thirteen took him in and nursed him back to health.
So a little later that day, he's going to be seen heading for the grocery store which...was honestly kind of strange walking around town and seeing it was just fine after the moon supposedly crashed into the place. While he's at the store he's going to slowly realize that he probably should have asked for some help. Orz. W-Well, he could always take several trips. Not like he was in a hurry to be anywhere...
More importantly on his mind, what eggs should he get? If there was one place in the grocery store he would spend a long time at, it'll be down the aisle where the eggs. There's just...so many choices, so many different texture to each egg.
You know those people who like to pick and check the eggs in the cartons at the store? That would be Kazuma right now, picking those "perfect" eggs.]
Um, can everyone hear me...?
...
Is everyone okay? I mean, what happened here the last few days. Is that really normal for this place...? [his voice trails off slightly as he pondered on the events.]
...--Oh, sorry! I just...I'm sorry to anyone I spoke to while I had that weird mask on during that week. I didn't mean anything I said.
Ah, anyway...there was something sort of important I needed to talk to everyone about. Firstly, my name is Kazuma and....well, I'm speaking to everyone to clear up a misunderstanding. I mean, as long as you're not busy with something already...[Yea, this is off to great start.] Maybe I should write this out.
[Written]
I've been told there was someone who used to be here that went by the name Hazama. I'm talking about him, because people have mistaken me for him since I arrived.
[A pause]
That is, people tell me I look like and sound like him, but I'm not him. I've never met him or knew of him until I arrived here. [....Was there something else he had to say after this? What did that woman tell him...?] Someone told me about the filters, and that it won't work if they're not here, right? You should try that if you want to check.
That's all I really wanted to say. I did look into what he was doing here and I'll say this now, I can't possibly do anything he could. [Hazama's voiced entry was still ringing in his ear] I don't know why we look the same either, so I can't really answer that. I just wanted to make sure I said something about this to everyone, so [there's a pause, as he taps the page with his pen] so thank you taking the time to read this, and if you still don't feel comfortable around me, I'll understand. Just as long as you know.
[Action]
[...Ok, that should be good enough. He hopes that's good enough, because he's feeling a little ill after making that public announcement. He was never good with these kinds of thing, but it needed to be done. At least he had the option to write it all out instead of talking.
He's going to be in the living room of House 48 for a while, just until his anxiety finally drops and he could go about his business for the day. He had something he said he would do for Miss Litchi, but hasn't gotten around to actually doing it. Probably shouldn't hold off on it anymore, since they really need to get more food for the house. The least he could do after Miss Litchi and Thirteen took him in and nursed him back to health.
So a little later that day, he's going to be seen heading for the grocery store which...was honestly kind of strange walking around town and seeing it was just fine after the moon supposedly crashed into the place. While he's at the store he's going to slowly realize that he probably should have asked for some help. Orz. W-Well, he could always take several trips. Not like he was in a hurry to be anywhere...
More importantly on his mind, what eggs should he get? If there was one place in the grocery store he would spend a long time at, it'll be down the aisle where the eggs. There's just...so many choices, so many different texture to each egg.
You know those people who like to pick and check the eggs in the cartons at the store? That would be Kazuma right now, picking those "perfect" eggs.]
[Action]
[Uh-oh. She assumed Ragna would have been one of the first to track down and vent some anger on a Hazama-lookalike. If that's not the case, Kazuma could still have a whole world of pain waiting for him.]
[Action]
[Action]
No, I just... I thought it might have been inevitable. There are a lot of people with a very serious grudge against Captain Hazama, but combining that with Ragna's quick temper? Well, I imagined it might spell bad news as far as you're concerned.
[Action]
Oh...Well if he didn't realize I was here, he should now. So maybe he'll say something....what does he look like?
[Action]
White hair, red jacket, mismatched eyes. He's hard to miss.
[Action]
[Action]
[Action]
He goes quiet, thinking mostly to himself about this whole situation. The mysterious man in red in his dream had an identity now. The one he was fighting against...what does this all mean? Was this Ragna suppose to know him as well or just Hazama? But then that would mean...a frown. He does not like where his thoughts were going with this.]
[Action]
[...] Are... you all right? [He didn't seem too concerned when she first made Ragna out to be trouble... so why now?]
[Action]
[Action]
[Action]