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vulcanblazer) wrote2011-08-07 11:05 pm
vulcanblazer) wrote2011-08-07 11:05 pm
058 [Action -> Video, forward-dated to August 8th]
[...It happened. One of the worst things that could've happened to him here did. Adell woke up in bed this morning... the previous night Charlotte had come in to cuddle, and he had happily obliged. But when he awoke, she was gone. He hadn't thought much of it, maybe she just got up before he did. So he went to go check on her...
To find her room bare. Her clothes, the assorted games and knick-knacks she had collected... and even that brass elephant in the living room was just gone. It took everything in his power not to explode at this. Emotionally and literally. The only thing left of her was a note that he found in her room. Honestly, reading it didn't help him much. He refused to discard it or anything, but... at the same time it really didn't succeed in making him feel any better. She was back home, stuck to inevitably be kidnapped by Haltman and rescued by Teppei. ...He'd be lying if he didn't acknowledge how jealous and frustrated that made him feel right now.
He spent most of the morning just. Numb. Broken down. That was it. That was everyone. Everyone he had moved into this accursed house with. Not everyone he cared about was gone. Terra and Stahn were still around, as well as his other friends, but... this one was different. This one he... he couldn't deal with right away. He loved her. Genuinely loved her. And now she was gone too. He knew he'd be able to soldier on through it. But it hurt like hell. More than anything that the whole Battle Dome incident could throw at him.
Still. He had to take responsibility. Charle had friends out there that needed to know what happened. So he starts up a video feed later on in the day, when he's composed himself enough to talk.]
Everyone.... everyone who knew Charlotte. She... she's gone back home now. Back home to her own world. And...
[He's cut off then by a loud crash at his front door. He was in the living room at the time... and... he wasn't expecting certain robotic guests. When he sees the Malnosso droids... all sense of composure flies out the window and is replaced with rage. They're only here for one thing. And he knows it. The video feed's still going and he doesn't care. He leaps to his feet and awakens every last bit of his energy, an orange aura glowing with extreme intensity around him.]
So you pick now of all fucking times to pay me a visit, huh?! [His voice drops down low, to a dangerous, threatening, almost feral growl.] I'm gonna show you how we deal with uninvited guests in the Netherworld.
[And Adell flings himself into battle against the droids. It's a fight he's destined to lose. But he doesn't go down easily. And in his demonic, loss-fueled rage, he takes a couple of the droids with him, though the camera won't catch that much.
Anyone who drops by House 44 will find... most of the front of the building completely blown off and the yard and surrounding area a mess of smoking craters. Adell did not pull punches. The fact that there's even a building left on this property is nothing short of a miracle. Of course... Adell's long gone, taken by the droids for the first time.]
To find her room bare. Her clothes, the assorted games and knick-knacks she had collected... and even that brass elephant in the living room was just gone. It took everything in his power not to explode at this. Emotionally and literally. The only thing left of her was a note that he found in her room. Honestly, reading it didn't help him much. He refused to discard it or anything, but... at the same time it really didn't succeed in making him feel any better. She was back home, stuck to inevitably be kidnapped by Haltman and rescued by Teppei. ...He'd be lying if he didn't acknowledge how jealous and frustrated that made him feel right now.
He spent most of the morning just. Numb. Broken down. That was it. That was everyone. Everyone he had moved into this accursed house with. Not everyone he cared about was gone. Terra and Stahn were still around, as well as his other friends, but... this one was different. This one he... he couldn't deal with right away. He loved her. Genuinely loved her. And now she was gone too. He knew he'd be able to soldier on through it. But it hurt like hell. More than anything that the whole Battle Dome incident could throw at him.
Still. He had to take responsibility. Charle had friends out there that needed to know what happened. So he starts up a video feed later on in the day, when he's composed himself enough to talk.]
Everyone.... everyone who knew Charlotte. She... she's gone back home now. Back home to her own world. And...
[He's cut off then by a loud crash at his front door. He was in the living room at the time... and... he wasn't expecting certain robotic guests. When he sees the Malnosso droids... all sense of composure flies out the window and is replaced with rage. They're only here for one thing. And he knows it. The video feed's still going and he doesn't care. He leaps to his feet and awakens every last bit of his energy, an orange aura glowing with extreme intensity around him.]
So you pick now of all fucking times to pay me a visit, huh?! [His voice drops down low, to a dangerous, threatening, almost feral growl.] I'm gonna show you how we deal with uninvited guests in the Netherworld.
[And Adell flings himself into battle against the droids. It's a fight he's destined to lose. But he doesn't go down easily. And in his demonic, loss-fueled rage, he takes a couple of the droids with him, though the camera won't catch that much.
Anyone who drops by House 44 will find... most of the front of the building completely blown off and the yard and surrounding area a mess of smoking craters. Adell did not pull punches. The fact that there's even a building left on this property is nothing short of a miracle. Of course... Adell's long gone, taken by the droids for the first time.]
[voice]
Charlotte's...?! Oh... Adell, I... [Stahn was ready to attempt to offer some words of comfort for the man who was basically both his best friend and partner in Luceti, but his words stop short when he hears Adell's next words, and the sounds accompanying them.]
...! Hey, Adell! You alright?! Hang on! [Stahn bolts out his door as fast as he can, running towards the house Adell called home. He gets outside only in time to witness one of the explosions that ruin the house, arriving at the location far too late.]
[Action]
And her Captain's voice.
She picks her weapon to immediately come to his aid, even if she's realizing fighting against the kidnappings is useless. Even with her armor on. Even with Adell as the strongest being in Luceti. It's always too late to even see the droids retreat, but it's her obligation as a Squadmate to assist him.
The Spartan's pace only slows down upon finally seeing the house of Adell and Charlotte.
Her shoulders drop. It feels so different from the time she and Charlotte baked together. It's not the destruction... It feels like the moment she woke up in Luceti. Alone. Alien. Frightening.
The armor stands still, and spends a long time staring at the remains of the house, before she steps in to analyze the damage. And wait for the Captain to return.
Charlotte would not.]
[Voice]
And so, it's all she can do to bite her lip a bit and shake her head. She's sure he'll be back sooner or later, but this never gets any easier.]
Oh, Adell... I'm so sorry.
[ Written ]
A male.
A male's voice.
A broken male's voice.
Tomoya could see that he was hurt by something. He didn't know this guy, but even seeing someone like this, you can't help but feel some of the pain he feels. It's like some of the sadness transfers over to you. Sorta magical if you want to think that way.
And although with the broken voice, he attempts to use what's left of it. And then he says it.
"Everyone...everyone who knew Charlotte. She...she's gone back home now."
...
He doesn't know what to think of this. Part of him wants to believe that it wasn't Charlotte Hazelrink. Other part wants to congratulate her for getting out. He wasn't necessarily close to Charlotte per se; they've only talked once. However, if you were to talk to someone just once and it was a pretty nice and somewhat lengthy conversation, and suddenly that person is on the news for being a victim of murder, you wouldn't just shrug it off would you? You can't. It's sort of like that.
...What happened? How did it happen? ... "It's scary sometimes, but... I have fun here a lot? And I found something important to me here."
"What's that? ...If you don't mind me asking."
"I don't, Mister Eternal. You could say I fell in love."
...Was this guy the person she found so dear of? He would try and comfort him even if he didn't know him at all. But before he could even switch the filter on to speak, a loud crash was heard. ...Was he being attacked?! Now now Tomoya think, you aren't a superhuman. You don't know this guy or hell even where he's located. ...But wait, he seems to have this under control...is he a fighter? A brawler? Or maybe his rage has fueled him to get more power than he already has.
He decides that maybe it'll be better instead of hearing from a stranger or video feeding from a stranger at this certain time, he'll just leave a little something for him. ]
"Wish for the best for you. She'll never forget the time she has had with you, so hold all the memories of her dear.
Take care. - Tomoya Okazaki [ A slight pause before finishing up. ] Eternal"
[ And a close of the journal. Hope it gets you back on your feet quickly.
"Good luck, I'm sure we'll talk again."
Guess even small bonds and small words can be huge when they want. ]
[Nothing]
Maybe he'll be lucky and she'll return soon, like Ragna had after he returned home briefly during the previous year. The Murakumo considers saying something regarding that, but when she hears the crash, she chooses not to.
...She'll just try to keep an eye out for his return instead. Leaving a message is rather meaningless when the intended recipient is unable to hear it, after all, isn't it...?]