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Number 2; video/action
Jun. 10th, 2012 06:14 pm( Introspection. )
Video
[Emil starts the post silently, propping the journal on the root of a tree and sitting back a little; he's still wearing his new feather plain cotton pants, and nothing else, leaving his empty ribcage for all the world to see; if it weren't for the dappled silvery wings folded against his back, a person would be able to see the forest straight through his bones.]
Um. Hi.
[He rubs his cheek, awkwardly, with his bony fingers, and says,]
My name's Emil. I've talked to some people before... but, well, not very many. Because a lot of people back home were scared of me, and...
[Nier had told him to keep moving forward, right?
But that didn't change that... Emil had done something horrible, once.]
... and they were probably right to be. I've... [He shakes his head, and falls silent for a moment, looking away from the journal; his skeletal shoulders hunch up, unconsciously, and even with his unchanging grin, it's clear that he's pretty miserable.] I've lost control, before, while fighting. And I've been involved in some... really bad things. Things that hurt people.
... But I'm here, and... I'm tired and lonely and I don't want to be outside anymore. Even if it's really cool to see the sun and rain, and listen to the animals and stuff, I don't want to be all alone. You know?
So, I want-- I mean... If I can, I would really like to move into the village, but. I want to make sure it's okay. And that I won't scare people, or bother anyone.
Um... Yeah.
[He leans forward, and ends the video.]
Action
[So, yeah! If anyone wants to find Emil in the forest near the village after that, he'll be curled in the roots of a tree, fussing with the journal and having hopes.]
Video
[Emil starts the post silently, propping the journal on the root of a tree and sitting back a little; he's still wearing his new feather plain cotton pants, and nothing else, leaving his empty ribcage for all the world to see; if it weren't for the dappled silvery wings folded against his back, a person would be able to see the forest straight through his bones.]
Um. Hi.
[He rubs his cheek, awkwardly, with his bony fingers, and says,]
My name's Emil. I've talked to some people before... but, well, not very many. Because a lot of people back home were scared of me, and...
[Nier had told him to keep moving forward, right?
But that didn't change that... Emil had done something horrible, once.]
... and they were probably right to be. I've... [He shakes his head, and falls silent for a moment, looking away from the journal; his skeletal shoulders hunch up, unconsciously, and even with his unchanging grin, it's clear that he's pretty miserable.] I've lost control, before, while fighting. And I've been involved in some... really bad things. Things that hurt people.
... But I'm here, and... I'm tired and lonely and I don't want to be outside anymore. Even if it's really cool to see the sun and rain, and listen to the animals and stuff, I don't want to be all alone. You know?
So, I want-- I mean... If I can, I would really like to move into the village, but. I want to make sure it's okay. And that I won't scare people, or bother anyone.
Um... Yeah.
[He leans forward, and ends the video.]
Action
[So, yeah! If anyone wants to find Emil in the forest near the village after that, he'll be curled in the roots of a tree, fussing with the journal and having hopes.]
