dreamermoa: (I hear you're pretty gangsta)
May....tenth...

...is Mother's Day.

....

[a rather disgruntled sounding click.]
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.

EDIT

[caRASH.]

M -

Mom?!

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!

MOM!
dreamermoa: (desperate)
[sobbing. Integra's voice.]

Sssh, sssh, Moa...I will fix you right up, things will be alright.

[Moa's voice responds, high-pitched and wavery from pain.]

I - I think it's b-broken...

Nothing that is not fixable.  [Shuffling - she is picking Moa up.] I am going to take you to the clinic. Is that alright?

Y-y-uh-huh...

[A humming. It's coming from Integra, and sounds oddly like a lullaby. Faint footsteps.]

I promise that things will be alright, Moa.

[The sobs quiet down into whimpers. After a while.]  w...why did....

...His mind is...warped at the moment. And he is very, very jealous.

[she continues her humming after speaking. The snifflings from Moa continue, but she stays quiet otherwise.

Integra sounds slightly warm.]

Once we reach the clinic, I will not leave your bedside, if that thought comforts you at all.

[Moa responds with something like 'okay' or maybe 'thank you', but it's hard to make it out through the whimpering.]

[ooc: set after the Moa-Ness log. WE CAN STILL BACKLOG THAT THOUGH]

dreamermoa: (great scarf of birds)
[Locked to anyone with a heart on Moa's profile. Also Soren you can come too <3 ]
Wow, I've made a lot of entries in this thing.

You know, I realized...we don't really know very much about each other, even though we talk a lot. Let's play a game, okay? I'll say something about myself, and if you have it in common with me, then you say so and you get to say something about yourself. And then if another person has it in common with you, they get to say something else about themselves. Like that!

[Locked to Mom, moderately hackable]
Hey.....Mom? ♥ jkdfjkfsj I...was wondering if we could go see, um, Mr Sullivan sometime. I...just want to see him?

[Locked to Mr Sullivan, moderately hackable]
Dear Mr Sullivan,

May I come see you soon?
dreamermoa: (:D)
[text]
fdkljagjkl aklgfanbjkjadf nnj nb tjkrwoikvmklv

[audio]

[someone is hopping up and down.]

[text]

So todsjkjk ldfjkagjkfkld jbnvlkm I jus jdfsjkjka gf

[audio]

[flailing noises.]
dreamermoa: (real dolled up)
[tuneless humming and the sound of a door opening.]

Sorry, I just had to get some water for the ramens Ryoji left...

...Integra...?


It's kinda late...

....actually, it's really late...


Integra?

I - Integra?!
dreamermoa: (very tired nao :()
Dear Sneaky Group Scientists,

Are you still there? We haven't heard from you in...a while...?


Dear Link and Sheik,

Is everything okay? I haven't heard from you and I don't know if you're okay....


Dear Integra,

Do you need anything? I can get things for you...

...and...you'll protect me from the perverts, right....?

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