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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You are welcome to look.
[At long last, the owl seems to have decided it needs to perch elsewhere, and it spreads its wings to flutter back down to the backyard. This leads to Albert having to brace himself a little so he doesn't fall off of roof with the sudden gusts. The owl turns its head to look at them before picking at its feathers.]
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[Albert isn't the only one affected by those gusts, though she crouches down for a moment to hold on to the raised skylight until the bird is safely on the ground, then just shakes her head.]
... I'll take a look when I go to research some other topics.
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Very well. Take care climbing back down.
[He'll just ... stare at the bird a little longer.]
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No. I should tend to the glass left in my room then deal with the bird awhile longer.
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