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∞ 78: One bed, two brothers [accidental voice / action]

[Albert's room is a neat and quiet place, and has been that way since he departed with the other draftees last week. One would expect it to stay that way.

Unfortunately, one Caesar Silverberg decided to take his decision of waiting for Albert in his home one step further, invading said bedroom. He's lazily curled up on his brother's bed. It's a much more comfortable bed after all, complete with nicer beddings than the spare sheets he would have used in the spare room. Plus it's out of the way and perfect for napping, and he'd only get woken up for meals...

He could get used to this.

The relative silence of the bedroom is broken by a clatter and thump as something falls to the floor. Caesar doesn't stir. If he did, he would have realized that it's a journal that isn't his own. It's fallen open and is recording the ensuing silence.

A moment passes.

Then there's a solid thump as something heavy falls on top of the bed. And Caesar.]

AHHHHH- What the hell—!? GET OFF OF ME!

Wh— Caesar?!

OFF. You've got bony elbo— OW!

Get your hand out of th—

[The voices are cut off by the sound of feet kicking against the wall, and then another loud thump as something lands on the floor—and the journal. The recording shuts off.]

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Prior warning would have been nice.

[Raine's demand, however, causes Caesar to look at her in... confusion? Not because he feels like he shouldn't apologize but...]

What?

[Albert mutters, moving aside to one of his chairs so he can remove his coat. He checks his coat over, confirming that the items he had put into his pockets were in fact gone.]

You heard her.

Please apologize to Albert, Caesar. ... We're all going to take responsibility for this, one by one. Come on.

[Ugh. This wasn't fair. But he knew that Raine probably wouldn't leave them alone until he did, so it was best to get it over with.

...even if he isn't even sure why he's apologizing. Maybe he'll just apologize for everything.]

Fine. I'm sorry, Albert. Sorry for kicking you and pushing you out of your bed. Sorry about the pillow, and not listening, and telling Miss Raine on you. Hard as it may be to believe, none of this was my intention. Except maybe the pillow. [He tilts his head.] That might have been on purpose.

[Albert listens to all of this, setting his coat over the back of his chair. He begins rolling up his right sleeve, revealing the exsphere on his inner forearm.]

Might have, he says.

That's better. Now come on up out of his bed.

Now Albert, it's your turn. You're in the right for this, obviously, but harming him for it wouldn't have solved anything.

Forget it. [Caesar shakes his head and gets up, moving to sit somewhere else without further complaint.] He doesn't have to apologize.

There's nothing to apologize for. I didn't hit him. [It's almost in agreement with Caesar, which may be perplexing since they were fighting just moments before.

...And he goes over to retrieve his journal now.]

... All right. [She's not certain if she should apologize for starting this whole mess to begin with... but there really are more important matters.]

... Welcome back, then.

[Caesar lets out a sigh and sinks into his chair. It wasn't even an attempt to take responsibility—hearing his brother apologize would just be weird. But despite all of this, he was glad to see him, so in a way, he was already feeling better.]

Yeah. Welcome back, brother.

[He was being welcomed back home in his bedroom. ...Only in Luceti.]

Thank you. [dryly] I have unfortunately little in ways of souvenirs; our equipment was confiscated when we returned.

I can't say I'm surprised. [Even though that knowledge is also irritating. At least Albert seems to be in one piece. Though she'd rather check to be sure. ... Perhaps not in front of Caesar.]

They've hardly been idle, in any case. Most residents this morning found themselves either quite relieved, confused, or appalled at some of the changes the Malnosso made to the buildings.

Did you find something interesting, Albert?

[Raine's words themselves confuse Caesar, however. Oops. Did he miss something important again? He glances around the room but nothing seems different to him. Should he have been paying more attention? Oh well.] ...changes?

[All he can think of is how nice a nap that was 'til Albert showed up.]

Nothing physically valuable, no. A few of us did spend time capturing the landscape in our journals. [He flipped back in his journal, opening to a page with dark pictures of Desset City.]

[And while he can't see any of the changes immediately, he has an idea of what Raine is referring to.] They work quickly.

[Raine moves closer to see the images in Albert's journal.]

They do. And yes, Caesar. It would seem that they 'upgraded' the houses to be supported by electricity, similar to what we saw at the hotel all those months ago.

At least you've got something to show for it, I suppose.

Oh. [This loser hadn't been to the hotel, nor the amusement park itself, so he was still a little lost. But it sounded pretty uninteresting to him, so he doesn't bother with further questions. He'll figure it out later.] Right. They did mention that, didn't they? I wasn't paying attention.

[There's a picture of a dead cultist's belongings, and a closer view of the long white feathers. But Albert still holds on to his journal as he speaks.]

I'm sure you won't be the only one who will show ignorance. [Such little faith in the thinking capacity of the village at large.] Have there been any major changes, Raine?

Edited 2010-03-24 03:16 (UTC)

The kitchen shows the most changes. The icebox and stove have been replaced, and there are new appliances. I believe one may be the microwave Buffy's spoken so fondly of. The lamps we were using are gone, as well... replaced by, well, you'll see in a moment.

[She steps away from looking at Albert's journal for a moment, to demonstrate the new lighting by flicking a switch, off and then on.]

Would it be surprising? [Haaah, your brother tends to share a similar lack of faith, Albert. He watches as Raine demonstrates, and though this whole thing is strange to him, he's not impressed.] We're fighting for that?

Yes. We fought for that. [Albert is equally unimpressed by the automatic lights, though he's had access to electricity in his quarters the past week.] A "modern" convenience. Perhaps people will be more productive with this technology making daily chores easier. [But his tone doesn't reflect a feeling of high hope.]

I honestly don't see the big deal. At this rate there will need to be classes on how to teach people how to use them properly.

How disappointing. They can give these people all the conveniences in the world and they'll still find something new to complain about in a week. [Then again, he was sure that some people would find this completely justifies their efforts. It got the job done, but...] Thanks for the new lighting, Albert.

You're very welcome, Caesar. I'm glad that I know at least two people who won't squander all my hard work. [So much sarcasm.]

...Raine, can I have this item removed now? [He holds up his forearm with the visible exsphere.]

... Hm? Oh, right.

[She'll walk over so that she can remove it carefully from him. And may be checking to see if he seems injured once she's close enough.]

I wouldn't dream of it. [Ironyyy. Caesar will just watch the two lazily from a distance. Judging by the way they're acting about the exsphere, it doesn't seem to be anything Caesar should be too concerned about, so he'll keep to himself for now.]

I wonder what other kinds of things they'll offer in exchange for our efforts. It sure doesn't take much to please these guys.

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