Albert Silverberg (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
chikaidestroyer) wrote2012-11-03 07:45 pm
chikaidestroyer) wrote2012-11-03 07:45 pm
∞ 104: Five years gone [voice/action]
[Forwarded to afternoon of Sunday, November 4]
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As we have entered the sixth cycle year for Luceti, there are new calendars available for the upcoming year. Copies may be picked up at the library or the Welcome Center. Thank you.
[Right before the journal stops recording, there's the sound of loud banging against a far off window, followed by said window shattering.]
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[Albert stares at his broken window. Or, more precisely, he stares beyond the broken window at the huge eyes peering at him from outside. Then there's the flutter of equally-huge wings and a resounding thump on the roof.
He hurries out of his room and into the spare room, quickly setting up the ladder and climbing up onto the roof.
And out there, standing there as patiently as can be, is a somewhat familiar giant owl, hunched over as to not look as imposing as it would at its full 12 feet of height. It is dressed with a big turquoise ribbon around its neck, which holds an envelope in place.]
...No.
[Three minutes later, after getting the owl to allow him to remove the envelope, Albert sits on his roof reading the enclosed letter.
A shame that you are still trapped in this world, my boy; we are still working away on solving this issue! Here is a gift in commemoration to when you first started contributing to the Organization. I had a feeling you would like it!
- With sympathy, Sir Catherine]
Bil.
[Above him, the giant owl clacks its beak almost understandingly at his exasperation.]
[voice]
As we have entered the sixth cycle year for Luceti, there are new calendars available for the upcoming year. Copies may be picked up at the library or the Welcome Center. Thank you.
[Right before the journal stops recording, there's the sound of loud banging against a far off window, followed by said window shattering.]
[action]
[Albert stares at his broken window. Or, more precisely, he stares beyond the broken window at the huge eyes peering at him from outside. Then there's the flutter of equally-huge wings and a resounding thump on the roof.
He hurries out of his room and into the spare room, quickly setting up the ladder and climbing up onto the roof.
And out there, standing there as patiently as can be, is a somewhat familiar giant owl, hunched over as to not look as imposing as it would at its full 12 feet of height. It is dressed with a big turquoise ribbon around its neck, which holds an envelope in place.]
...No.
[Three minutes later, after getting the owl to allow him to remove the envelope, Albert sits on his roof reading the enclosed letter.
A shame that you are still trapped in this world, my boy; we are still working away on solving this issue! Here is a gift in commemoration to when you first started contributing to the Organization. I had a feeling you would like it!
- With sympathy, Sir Catherine]
Bil.
[Above him, the giant owl clacks its beak almost understandingly at his exasperation.]
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Well, if I have to go grocery shopping, I'll know what to try out sometime.
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Hm. I did not think of them that way, but that makes sense. We did not have them often, since they did not grow large in the area and would have to be imported.
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[ maybe someone's feeling nostalgic. ]
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You like fish? I didn't know you liked fish...
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I prefer a well-cooked fish over most other proteins. [...] Sushi once in awhile, as well.
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