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tushanshu2013-03-28 08:45 pm
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[James hasn't made a post since his first - in part because he's terribly lost. He has proper clothes, now, thanks to Favrielle, but it is still overwhelming to be in such a foreign place. His concern isn't so much the rationing, though that seems to be quite the source of anxiety for some he's encountered. What he wants is answers to the many and contradictory things he's been told since his arrival.]
I find myself at something of a loss, in this place, with so many people from such seemingly different times and places. It seems impossible that one person could have brought us here, and insensible that they should.
[That, though, is a subject he's sure has been at the center of many debates. What truly haunts him is what he heard from Peggy and Ariadne before.] I was led to believe that this place was a sort of afterlife, and yet, if I understand correctly, there are some here with ambitions to return to their homes. I do not see how such a thing could be accomplished.
[And that's it. No suggestions, he's just mulling. Aloud, and in public, which, he realizes now, is terribly unseemly.]
Forgive me. There is little purpose to these musings. Perhaps they are better off left unvoiced.
I find myself at something of a loss, in this place, with so many people from such seemingly different times and places. It seems impossible that one person could have brought us here, and insensible that they should.
[That, though, is a subject he's sure has been at the center of many debates. What truly haunts him is what he heard from Peggy and Ariadne before.] I was led to believe that this place was a sort of afterlife, and yet, if I understand correctly, there are some here with ambitions to return to their homes. I do not see how such a thing could be accomplished.
[And that's it. No suggestions, he's just mulling. Aloud, and in public, which, he realizes now, is terribly unseemly.]
Forgive me. There is little purpose to these musings. Perhaps they are better off left unvoiced.
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...Are you one of the... dead? [Awkward pause.] I only ask because you don't seem too eager to go home.
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I would think that you would be allowed to stay should those of us who aren't... could go home.
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...You mean you aren't even the teeniest bit interested in knowing "why us?"
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[He believes 'why us' is self evident: they're dead, whatever people insist.]
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And you don't think this is weird at all?
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[And he's counting voodoo, Aztec curses, sea goddesses, and good old Christianity.]
I think it very strange, yes.
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Now I don't know about you, but I kind of want to know why. This seems like it wouldn't be a tough question, but no one seems to want to answer it. Isn't that a reason to hold off giving up on everything for a bit?
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Not that it will matter to whoever brought us here.
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[Certainly the Kedan are growing more vocal in their dislike for it.]
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