Jun. 29th, 2011 10:24 pm
dreamermoa: (turning away)
[A darkened hotel room - one of those in Spero, for those of you keeping track. The view is at an odd angle, as though perhaps it turned on accidentally. In the gloom you can pick out the back of Moa's head, against the far side of the bed.

There's a shuffling noise, some rattling, and a tinny voice speaks up.

I love you.

[Nothing moves. The rattling begins again, and a bird's foot comes into view.]

I love you. [Again there's no response. The bird whistles like a tea kettle, it's head bobbing into view.] I love you. You're such a pretty bird.

[The girl doesn't move. It howls like a wolf, obviously trying to get her attention by now.]

You're such a pretty bird.

What a good boy.

I love you.

I love you.

[The feed times out.]
dreamermoa: (I screamed with my hoarse voice)
[Moa gives a little shriek to start the video off, and after a moment of shaky-cam you can see why. There is now a spike jutting into Inventory room 201 from the window. She scurries over to push things out of the way of the debris - nothing looks too damaged yet, at least.]

So, so...!

[Here is why she was posting, yes.]

I know a lot of people have come to the high school, because of everything, so if you need something come up to the second floor! We've got enough cans for a while, and there's some medical supplies too -

[The communicator is dropped from clumsy hands. All of the destruction has gotten even a Discedo veteran like Moa nervous. She finishes pushing a box of tools away from the spike and smiles shakily at the screen.]

At least we have everything we need here, right?

[The girl steps over and reaches down to pick the communicator back up.

And then a trio of lasers strike through the ceiling.

She has time to look surprised before one shoots through her chest. Then the camera is obscured with a heavy body, and rubble begins to fall from the ruined ceiling. With no one to shut it off, the post lasts several minutes before it times out.

[ooc: this is backdated to before Kan's shield goes up.]
dreamermoa: (turning away)
[And trailing in at the end of the event is a Moa. Friends and family may have heard that she knocked her head and was thus unable to go on the Spero trip, and visitors may have noticed that she was a little more loopy than usual - but still, it wasn't a bad bump, and other than the trip she's been fine.

She is apparently not fine right now. She is in fact just sitting there, on the edge of the bed, crystal in hand. It's hard to see it, but if you turn the volume up there's a bit of sound:

"She must have...[...]...taken. [...] I'm sorry."

There are gulls in the background. Someone sighs and murmurs something meant to be comforting. There is a silence, a silence where things should be said and they aren't, things should be done, but there's no direction to anything. Someone is walking away.

To the uncaring maybe it means nothing. But the ache here is practically tangible. From the crystal, a girl begins to cry.
dreamermoa: (I'm here and waiting for you)
....Sorata's gone. Shuichi, too.

....Giovanni? Do you think you could come watch inventory for a few days?


If I left....and came back, without knowing this place anymore...what would you do?
dreamermoa: (where are you i cant find you)
S-s-some - one -

[Guess who doesn't have near enough body fat to keep herself warm in a non-powered high school? She wouldn't've come out of her cocoon of blankets if she hadn't heard a thump from outside inventory. And now she sounds panicked.]

L-Lana i-is - s-something's happened and - Lana, get up! L-LANA!



Wild LANA has fainted! Trainer MOA is panicked!

Use potion y/n?]
dreamermoa: (sick)
So, I know this is not a good time for this....but we don't have any guns in inventory anymore. We don't really have a lot of ammo left, either. I don't want to worry people, but we haven't gotten any from the supply runs in a long time, and...well, that's that.

The last few runs did seem a little scarce in general, too...we still have stuff, but it's a little less...stuffy.


A lot of newcomers have come in again, so welcome to Discedo. I'm Moa, and I run inventory - we're on the second floor of the High School, if you need anything. Except for guns. We also have a soup kitchen here, and there's lots of classes you can take. Please tell us if you need anything, okay?
dreamermoa: (desperate)
[Moa's plant is growing plump-looking peaches, but Moa is not a happy peach. She stares at the communicator for a moment and then buries her head in her pillow.]

I miss Daniel.

An' Hawkeye.

An' Link.

An' Ness.
dreamermoa: (WUAGH)
[And here is a Moa in some old clothing - they look a little like what she is passing for pajamas. Her hair has been tied up in several spots, making this a little comical - and there's also a small black fuzzball on top of her head.

dreamermoa: (i dont know)
Inventory is back open...but with the professor gone, we'll need someone else to head up supply runs. Can anyone do it? We usually have them on Sundays...

...and speaking of Sundays...with Nani gone, are we going to have Stone Soup still? What about the cafeteria...? Please say someone is going to take over for us...it wouldn't be right to stop it.


Nani and Lilo, Layton...Juno and Naruse...there are so many people leaving, all of a sudden. ....You don't think...that we're going back, do you? All of us?


Hey, Imoen? Sorata, Shuichi? Let's...do something together. We can have a little sleepover. I've got a lot of blankets.


Jun. 12th, 2009 10:40 pm
dreamermoa: (desperate)
Something is wrong. Something...something's happening to us.

[LOCKED TO Layton, Metal Sonic, Sonic (game version), Demyx, Persian, Testament, Shinji, Juno, Sorata, Roxas, Prydain, Umi, Nani. Hard to hack.]

Metal was right. There's something going on with people...they're not - acting right...

Is everyone alright? Say something please. Be careful.
dreamermoa: (desperate)

You didn't - do it on purpose. I - I know that. You're...going to come back for me.....after everything...

[her voice cracks.]

It's okay. I'm not - angry. I'll be okay.

[she's trying not to cry, not until she gets the communicator out of her hands at least...]

H-Hawkeye, can I...come stay with you? F-for a little bit. Just....

[mission fail. The tears are falling.]

Feel kind of lonely.
dreamermoa: (desperate)
Sorata...? I got grass seeds from the Scientists. Yorda, Lexaeus, will you help us plant them so they'll grow....?

I found a cookbook, too. At least I think it's a cookbook. You spell "cook" like see oh oh kay, right? See, in Orokan you only need one symbol for "cook". English is weird.

....I hope everyone is okay. And not trying to kill each other. Is Demyx....are we still having, um, Discomas? What do you do for...Discomas? Dress up please?

Can't sleep anymore.



M -


No. Mom, Mommy -

[Moa scratches and tosses at the blankets on Integra's bed, as though she were only hiding, as though perhaps making a mess of the covers will bring her back into sight.]

No, no no no no NO!

dreamermoa: (in the darkness)
...so I guess Ryoji really is gone....




How do you know when your birthday is, if you've never had names for days before?

...What's a video game?


Why do people hurt other people?


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