First tale

[yewbow.livejournal.com]

[ACCIDENTAL AUDIO >>> ACCIDENTAL VIDEO.]

[Okay, he found the device, and then what? He pushed random buttons, until the audio function is on yet he barely noticed.]

Okay, this thing is pretty weird. Which button should I--

[That's when he turned the function into that of a video. Should you see him, he's totally cloaked with his green-hood over his face. NOPE, NOT SUSPICIOUS. This is just how a Robin Hood rolls, always wary. So wary that villagers gives no fuck herp-a-derp. But hey, a thief gotta be sneaky, y'know?]

Hello? Hey? Hey!? What am I supposed to do with you, damn thing!?

[This is what you get when you are summoned from a virtual box; miscommunication, lack of knowledge about modern technologies, blahblahblah.]

Comments

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

Yes. Pointless, but probably necessary. *She turns the video on herself and shrugs. Have a thirteen-year-old girl linefacing at the camera. A very creepy-looking thirteen-year-old girl.*

You don't know where we are either. *Is that a question?*

[yewbow.livejournal.com]

[>mfw I don't listen to all of yo' blabbering.]

Yeah, and then I'm going to ask you and you answer me and then I got a clear answer. What's new?

[grumpy archer is grumpy.]

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

*>her face all the time*

I don't know. I just appeared here. I feel different. It's strange.

[yewbow.livejournal.com]

[Le sigh.]

Way to be helpful, little girl.

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

You asked. I answered.

[yewbow.livejournal.com]

Not with the answer I'm expecting.

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

So? There's no reason to ask a question and be disappointed when you get the answer you didn't expect. The point of asking a question is that you don't know.

[yewbow.livejournal.com]

So you go to a bar, asked for the most treasurest beer, and all you get is a glass of milk, and then you're content? [A scoff.] Kid, you're still not old enough to gives advice.

Oh, talking about milk, it might do you some good if you go take one right now.

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

What does age have to do with advice?

Why?

[yewbow.livejournal.com]

How about I ask in return; What doesn't?

Think about what I'm implying, kiddo.

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

I have no idea what you're implying, except that it's probably something stupid.

[yewbow.livejournal.com]

You have no idea what I'm implying so I guess we both know who's the stupid one here.

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

You're the one going on about pointless things.

[yewbow.livejournal.com]

And you're the one going on with pointless answer.

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

You're strange. *Because nobody ever answers Kaoru's snarky linefacing with... more snarky linefacing. Or insults she doesn't get.*

[yewbow.livejournal.com]

I've been told that a lot. [Yeah, he knows. Being some chivalrous thief and all.]

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

Hm.

If you really want to know what's going on, people here seem happy to provide answers. I suspect this place did something to me. I'm going to find out what it is.

[yewbow.livejournal.com]

I know, something big is amiss from me.

[Yeah, he was dead fo'sho. But he's breathing like woah again here.]

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

I wonder if this is what most people feel like. *She's poking herself and frowning. Kaoru should not feel warm. She should be made of DEATH.*

[yewbow.livejournal.com]

[...Ping'd.] Most people like? You were not like them? [Just like he was, and maybe is.]

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

No, not really.

[yewbow.livejournal.com]

Well, either way, it's not really my business.

Dunno what is your name, but I'm going to cut off the feeds if we have nothing to discuss.

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

Tch. I don't care.

Kiryuu Kaoru, if you want to know.

[yewbow.livejournal.com]

[Look who care less. Him.

Because he's not giving his name in return and proceed to cut off the feeds. ahaha.wav.]

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

*B| Whatever. She doesn't care about anything anyway.*