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[golden-nocturne.livejournal.com]

[The screen would flicker on with the sound of a few things hitting the wall. It would seem that something had knocked the device to the floor with some force and accidentally powered it on. Though whoever might be listening is getting a view of the ceiling, a particularly irritated voice can be heard ranting about her current circumstances.]

...unforgivable. Absolutely unforgivable. When I find out who is responsible for this, I'll tear their heart out and feed it to them.

[Another broken cup, perhaps? Either way, it's in pieces, now. Seems like it's taken some of the wind out of her sails, though.]

No furniture. No Ronove. No magic. What kind of hellhole is this? M...maybe this is hell. ...No...but this definitely isn't Rokkenjima.

[And then the device on the floor caught her eye. To the viewer, the angry voice would give way to a stately looking blonde with an inquisitive stare.]

A tape-recorder...?

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[oneshot-wonder.livejournal.com]

They call it Earth.

[golden-nocturne.livejournal.com]

Obviously.
I'm certain Mars would look a bit more hostile. Thank you.

[oneshot-wonder.livejournal.com]

That's not something to joke about. I've seen how those other planets can be.

[golden-nocturne.livejournal.com]

That's impossible! Man's lucky he's made it to the moon.
The whole race is utterly incompetent.

[oneshot-wonder.livejournal.com]

I'm talking about those planets coming here.

[golden-nocturne.livejournal.com]

You've seen too many science fiction movies, my friend.
What being of higher intelligence would want to be here?

[oneshot-wonder.livejournal.com]

I've never seen a movie before. Never had time after Earth was ruined by those creatures. If you want to know the answer to that, why don't you just ask one of them? [He snickers at that, though it's fake.] I wouldn't say she's a being of higher intelligence.

[golden-nocturne.livejournal.com]

[She stops for a moment, processing all of this new information.]

Huh. Whoever dragged me here must have a terribly long reach to move through time and space like this.
I assume this destruction has yet to occur? I'm not sure what you mean by asking one, though. Do you mean to say they've kidnapped an alien as well?
I'm impressed.

[oneshot-wonder.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you got it. And I'd be hesitant to call her an alien, except she is one. She's more of an angel.

[golden-nocturne.livejournal.com]

So, aliens aren't those awful things they make them out to be in movies. That's interesting.
Oh, that's right, you haven't seen one.
You aren't missing much. Aliens are supposed to be green and ugly according to them. Go figure.

[oneshot-wonder.livejournal.com]

I've seen three different ones and none were remotely green. Ugly, definitely.

[golden-nocturne.livejournal.com]

Surely not the angel, though?
Not that I put much stock in religion, but aren't they supposed to be lovely?

[oneshot-wonder.livejournal.com]

She didn't become an angel until I killed her. Long story, don't ask.

[golden-nocturne.livejournal.com]

I suppose that makes sense on some level.
I really can't protest. All of my friends and furniture are demons.

[oneshot-wonder.livejournal.com]

If anyone here is weird, it's you. On one hand, you pretty much say you don't believe in religion. On the other hand, you claim you know demons. I don't know what to say.

[golden-nocturne.livejournal.com]

I said I don't take much stock in it, not that I don't believe in it at all.
When one conjures demons out of hell regularly, it becomes unimportant as to where they are coming from and what book tells you how to avoid ending up there. That's all.

[oneshot-wonder.livejournal.com]

I'm just saying it sounds weird.

[golden-nocturne.livejournal.com]

You're talking to a witch who has been alive for a thousand years and telling her that you have seen beings from other planets, killed one, and it became an angel who isn't very bright.

And I'm the weird one.

[oneshot-wonder.livejournal.com]

The difference between me and you is that you can talk to my proof here. Where's yours?

[golden-nocturne.livejournal.com]

Sadly I've seen neither hide nor hair of my furniture.
We are not all so lucky as to have our allies toted around with us from venue to venue.

I don't ask that you believe me. It simply is what it is.