[Video, but mostly audio]

[nofarplaneyet]

*It's hard to tell what's being shown as the video portion keeps moving all over the place. Perhaps they don't know it's on. There's a scream from somewhere.*

PAIN! PANIC!

*Two other people holding the video scream back in fright and the video changes to falling headlong into a swirling vortex of green. The video goes in a sickening circle as it spirals down, down, down. After some time, it stops as the book (for that's what this object is) hits the ground. The light fades to something distant, as though looking up from the bottom of a ravine.

Something drags something heavy. There's just a brief glimpse of a hand trying to reach and a heavy manacle around a wrist before the hand is yanked back. The sound of a chain slithers against a wall. Silence for a while.*

At least...at least it's something to look at. Whatever it is. *It's an old, tired voice. Whoever it is can't seem to get any closer.*

Comments

[Video]

[swordplay]

[He knows that voice anywhere, even if he can't see him and he's in some strange place. Still, he asks tentatively, as if even he's unsure.]

...Auron?

[Audio]

[nofarplaneyet]

Hunh. How does a book know my name? *There's another strained scrape of chain against rock, but to no avail.* Why do you sound familiar?

[Audio]

[swordplay]

Because it's not really a normal book. Oh, we just met once for about five minutes.

[Audio]

[nofarplaneyet]

If it ended up here, it can't be normal. *Great, now he's talking to voices in a book. This isn't helping him trying to get it together. Or..is it? It's forcing him to think and to talk, something he hasn't had to do in quite a while.*

...not true. I know you. *It's true. But it's just not coming to him fast. He has to make is brain work.*

[sandinmyboots]

Something to talk at, too. Why are you in jail?

[It's gathering information time!]

[Audio]

[nofarplaneyet]

*It's a different voice coming from the book. It's forcing him to think, which is something he hasn't had to do in what feels like a long time.*

I...I don't remember. I don't remember how I got here.

[Audio]

[sandinmyboots]

What's the last thing you remember? Can you see, hear or smell things in the prison that might identify where you are?

[Audio]

[nofarplaneyet]

*There's silence on the other end for a while as Auron tries to mull over the information.*

I was supposed to go somewhere...I was sent somewhere else but something happened. I got caught and was pulled somewhere far away.

*But where is he now? What does the book want to know?* There's no one else here. I can't really see anything except that I'm in a prison deep underground. Or...or in a pit. And I'm chained to a wall.

Audio;

[yacantdoitkid]

[Wow... For a moment, Jecht sounds almost hesitant.]

Red? That you?

[Audio]

[nofarplaneyet]

*Who called him that ever? Only one person. Even as fogged as his head is, he knows this voice. Except it can't be him because he knows what happens.*

...oh. I'm dreaming now. Because you're talking to me. *His voice sounds sad.*

Re: [Audio]

[yacantdoitkid]

Sorry, man. No such luck.

Fuck. Where are you? I'll get a worldhop from the freak, or something. What the hell, man, are those shackles?

[Audio]

[nofarplaneyet]

*But it has to be a dream. Because Sin is Jecht. So he'll just enjoy hearing Jecht's voice, knowing it would go away.*

Heh. You always argue with me, even in my dreams. I don't know where I am or how I got here. Maybe...maybe this is my reward for breaking everything. It must have all been put on me instead of everyone else.

[makewayforroze]

Is everything alright?

[Audio]

[nofarplaneyet]

*A new voice from the book he can't get to.*

Probably not. Who are you?

[makewayforroze]

[It's always strange to just hear someone but it's like a phone so maybe she should be used to it?]

Why not?

Oh, I'm sorry. My name is Roze.

[nofarplaneyet]

I'm chained to a wall and I'm not sure how I got here.

I heard some voices of people before that I knew and I thought I was dreaming. But I don't know you and I hear your voice. Maybe I'm not dreaming now.

[ voice ]

[seasaltzombie]

[ ... wait. isn't that the Underworld? and... someone Sora knows? ... Auron? ]

Wait, why are you locked up?

[Audio]

[nofarplaneyet]

(OOC: So question! Roxas just knows everything Sora knows? I am not sure where in canon Roxas is from so I am curious!)

I'm...I'm not sure. I don't remember how I got here. *He sounds vague and tired, his mind still slow.*

[Audio]

[seasaltzombie]

(( ooc: Yeah, that's right! He's post KH2 (because... community shenanigans /handwaves ^^;) so while he's a bit fuzzy on the details, he's sort of vaguely aware of a lot of the stuff Sora knows up to the end of that game, if that makes sense! ))

Oh... [ well, this is confusing. and a little worrying. ] Well... that looks like the Underworld to me. Do you remember seeing anyone with grey skin and blue flames for hair?

[heavenlyhome]

I welcome you, sir... that does not look like a good place you are in.

[Audio]

[nofarplaneyet]

*This makes Auron chuckle a bit.* Doesn't feel like a good place on this end either.

[Audio]

[heavenlyhome]

I am very sorry to hear that. Is there anything we might do for you?

[Video]

[howbadcanibe]

That's quite the introduction. Are you in jail?

[Audio]

[nofarplaneyet]

Seems like it. *Since, you know, he's chained to a wall and all you can hear is a voice.*

[Audio]

[howbadcanibe]

[He's the most perceptive man, can you tell.]

Too bad. [Criminals cant' buy thneeds.] What did you do?