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piratejournal2014-02-11 06:38 pm
trailblazedreamer) wrote in piratejournal2014-02-11 06:38 pm
Entry tags:
first discovery; written/action
[ Immediately alarmed by the scale of the things around him, when this Charmander awoke he avoided the eyes of any people as best as he could, and heart still beating fast he peeked out slightly of the alley in which he ran. After calming down somewhat he sits, and there's some hesitation as Calvin contemplates writing in the journal he somehow had. He raises a quill, lowers it... lets it hover there above the page, and then raises it up again.
Where should he even start? There were all the obvious things, like how the place is like, what info is known and whatnot. It was strange, and it could be dangerous... but the Charmander supposed some solace could be found in that he wasn't the only one in this situation. He absently waves the feather at the side of his cheek, and looks up to the cloudy sky, still puzzled. The glow of a fire flickering so low to the ground might be a curious sight for those who happen to pass by that street. But before he gets distracted; finally, he begins to write some words. ]
You know, even with all the weird things that have happened in my life, this is a whole new level of unbelievable. I hope you don't take offense if I ask this but... are there any... [ At his second's pause, the ink blot thickens. ] other non-humans here?
Where should he even start? There were all the obvious things, like how the place is like, what info is known and whatnot. It was strange, and it could be dangerous... but the Charmander supposed some solace could be found in that he wasn't the only one in this situation. He absently waves the feather at the side of his cheek, and looks up to the cloudy sky, still puzzled. The glow of a fire flickering so low to the ground might be a curious sight for those who happen to pass by that street. But before he gets distracted; finally, he begins to write some words. ]
You know, even with all the weird things that have happened in my life, this is a whole new level of unbelievable. I hope you don't take offense if I ask this but... are there any... [ At his second's pause, the ink blot thickens. ] other non-humans here?
text;
I am not one myself, but there are plenty of non-human souls in this world.
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[ He had written back quickly and enthusiastically, before realizing how potentially awkward that was a place to not add a clarification. ]
Just-- [ How should he word this... ] I'm not used to humans existing outside of fairytales... it's so weird that suddenly they're everywhere! I'm still letting it sink in that I'm writing to one...
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You will find it holds many surprises for you.
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--Surprises? Are they the bad kind? [ Even as an adventurer in blood, sometimes he still had the quivers! Hopefully it wasn't obvious in writing... ]
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[Mitsuhide himself is happier to be here, but seeing the frustrations of others makes his heart ache...]
There are sometimes suprises of the bad kind, but there are plenty of good ones too. I have been to many incredible islands; for example, there is one that has a waterfall that flows up as well as down, and another that has a desert that sparkles so bright, it is easy to believe it is made of crystal.
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[ He thinks a bit, before writing his next statement. ]
Y'know, I was a bit unsure about this whole being whisked away thing, but if I can have good adventures here... then maybe it's not so bad.