yoite ( 宵風 ) (
insensate) wrote in
dramadramaduck2012-04-28 07:21 pm
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Noisy. |
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If you're searching for more, there's nothing that follows or precedes it. Nothing that gives any indication whatsoever that this individual wants to share more the community -- if they even want to share at all. There's no deep insights or surface observations. Just the one word.
Does it even have to do anything at all with this place? Who knows. For all you know, it could have been an intercepted text. Could have been anything.
Almost. ]
[ ...
If you're searching for more, there's nothing that follows or precedes it. Nothing that gives any indication whatsoever that this individual wants to share more the community -- if they even want to share at all. There's no deep insights or surface observations. Just the one word.
Does it even have to do anything at all with this place? Who knows. For all you know, it could have been an intercepted text. Could have been anything.
Almost. ]

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radio silence will have to do, huh. ]
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[ let him send another blank reply, spam rules. he doesn't want to talk. ]
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Oh, well. You probably have nothing to worry about. That's good, isn't it?
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More than anything, he doesn't. He doesn't want that confirmed. He doesn't ever want to know. He doesn't want this ridiculous notion even granted that something else could cause him to exist. Somewhere else. In some other time. He doesn't. He refuses to believe it. He won't believe it. ]
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[Now, see, here's the funny thing. He doesn't know what goes on in those action tags up there. But oh, does he know now about this little button. And maybe, maybe if he keeps pressing it, he can get the reactions he wants.]
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No. ]
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Are you still there? Don't tell me I've been talking to empty air, now.
[Come on. Let's hear it.]
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If this were just anyone's phone, he might have already gotten rid of it. But, it isn't. It isn't just anyone's. It's Yukimi's. It belongs to him. He won't break that. He wouldn't. Even so, he's shoved it away from him. He dropped it a while ago. Even if that person can't see it, he's taken that usual posture of his. Pulled into himself. Curled into himself. Protected. The sides of his arms pressed up against his ears, fingers in his hair.
No. ]
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Well, I've got to run. Ta~
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