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]
[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.]
[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.]
[voice | Filtered]
Ah, while I have your attention -- I wanted to ask if you have seen anyone who seems to be from our world, from other enclosures. I thought it would be interesting to compare notes.
[voice | Filtered]
[....People from there world....He thinks back to the time the Kincorran's had been here.]
I have. There were someone from Falena here when the Kin’coran refugees were placed here for a time.
[voice | Filtered]
[voice | Filtered]
[Not that it was surprising. It had taken some convincing to get her to even accept supplies from him.]
There was another from my country as well, though I only found out shortly before they left. They took to following me most of the time the Kin’coran's were here.
[And.... questioning his identity.]
[voice | Filtered]
[Just a light guess, going off of the "following" bit.]
[voice | Filtered]
I managed to speak to them on the last day, and they mentioned being from the town of Estrise.