13 Souls [Voice Post]
Aug. 20th, 2008 11:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
soul_dissonance[It's faint, but the sound of Soul breathing heavily can be heard, as if he had been jolted awake by something.]
Again... I don't think that I will ever get used to this.
[He sighs and then goes to reach for his communicator.]
Yo. Uh... Sorry about the noise. I guess I just had a bad dream. It's nothing any of you guys need to worry yourselves over.
It's funny. Ever since I came here with Maka, I've been doing a lot of sleeping lately. I guess the whole experience with Walterand Chrona wore me down faster than I thought. Heh. Not very cool of me.
So it's over, huh? Did something happen to make it all stop like that? You'll have to excuse me for falling out of touch while I've been staying in the clinic. ...I'd like to think that this nightmare has finally ended for good, but I won't hold my breath. Plus there are still plenty of other things left to worry about, even with that serial killer finally locked behind bars.
Ah... Almost forgot. Sorry, old man. I'll try to fix the door to your apartment after my shoulder heals and I am finally able to get out of here. In the meantime, just... uh... be careful with it. I kind of broke it right off the hinges.I guess I don't know my own strength.
In the meantime, does anyone know how to wash bloodstains out of a jacket? And before any of you freak out, don't worry. It's mine. I was kind of wondering if anyone would mind doing me the favor of picking it up for me and handling that much. I don't have much to wear in this place, even if I did end up finding my shoes stuck in a back alley after I helped out that guy Momotaros. Plus its my favorite jacket. So... if anyone can give me a hand with that, then I'll owe you one.
I need to get my chip out. A wimpy knife won't be able to cut it forever, and with my partner finally here... I don't want to feel like I'm not capable enough of protecting her.
If I couldn't do that, then I wouldn't be able to call myself a Weapon anymore.
I'm a scythe, a living weapon stuck in this human form. With my powers back, I wouldn't need to worry about having that knife anymore. I could transform one of my arms into a blade if I needed to, and Maka would be able to weild me again. Though... it would hardly make me invincible. All weapons get broken at one point or another, and I'm no exception. I'm still able to get hurt even as a scythe.
So... Hopefully I'm not just running my mouth here. I don't know if any of you happen to know where the chip is by now, but I'm willing to take my chances with asking. I figured that while I'm still here at the clinic, then one of you might be able to help me while I am still recovering from my injury. That way, no one would have to worry about it looking strange. I'm actually starting to get used to looking at these same four walls.
I'm placing my bet on you guys. Don't let me down. ...Please.
Again... I don't think that I will ever get used to this.
[He sighs and then goes to reach for his communicator.]
Yo. Uh... Sorry about the noise. I guess I just had a bad dream. It's nothing any of you guys need to worry yourselves over.
It's funny. Ever since I came here with Maka, I've been doing a lot of sleeping lately. I guess the whole experience with Walter
So it's over, huh? Did something happen to make it all stop like that? You'll have to excuse me for falling out of touch while I've been staying in the clinic. ...I'd like to think that this nightmare has finally ended for good, but I won't hold my breath. Plus there are still plenty of other things left to worry about, even with that serial killer finally locked behind bars.
Ah... Almost forgot. Sorry, old man. I'll try to fix the door to your apartment after my shoulder heals and I am finally able to get out of here. In the meantime, just... uh... be careful with it. I kind of broke it right off the hinges.
In the meantime, does anyone know how to wash bloodstains out of a jacket? And before any of you freak out, don't worry. It's mine. I was kind of wondering if anyone would mind doing me the favor of picking it up for me and handling that much. I don't have much to wear in this place, even if I did end up finding my shoes stuck in a back alley after I helped out that guy Momotaros. Plus its my favorite jacket. So... if anyone can give me a hand with that, then I'll owe you one.
I need to get my chip out. A wimpy knife won't be able to cut it forever, and with my partner finally here... I don't want to feel like I'm not capable enough of protecting her.
If I couldn't do that, then I wouldn't be able to call myself a Weapon anymore.
I'm a scythe, a living weapon stuck in this human form. With my powers back, I wouldn't need to worry about having that knife anymore. I could transform one of my arms into a blade if I needed to, and Maka would be able to weild me again. Though... it would hardly make me invincible. All weapons get broken at one point or another, and I'm no exception. I'm still able to get hurt even as a scythe.
So... Hopefully I'm not just running my mouth here. I don't know if any of you happen to know where the chip is by now, but I'm willing to take my chances with asking. I figured that while I'm still here at the clinic, then one of you might be able to help me while I am still recovering from my injury. That way, no one would have to worry about it looking strange. I'm actually starting to get used to looking at these same four walls.
I'm placing my bet on you guys. Don't let me down. ...Please.
