SEALSHIP ➢ noun. def.

-- How strange. It always seems like the new arrivals come in pairs or groups, rather than arriving one-by-one.

Though I suppose this city works in odd ways...

This is all wrong. Just need to ignore it. It's all wrong, but it'll only be wrong for a little bit. Just a little bit longer.

Damnit. This city, I can't --

[ The transmission cuts off with an odd scraping noise, followed by a loud bang. ]

[ The transmission starts off with quiet murmuring that's barely coherent enough to be heard. Between the interference and the static, all that can be recovered of Kira's voice is this: ]

Isn't right. Wasn't right to begin with but it never is it never is it never is it never was.

Listen. You're not listening. Listen.

[ Static, then silence. It stretches on for a good three minutes, and when Kira finally speaks again, he's steeled the tremor in his voice into something unnaturally hollow: ]

Taichou.

Odd. I don't think this device is working properly.

[There's the sound of soft clicking noises in the background. ]

Well, at least the water's gone.

The water's rising way too fast, now... I hope they're all--

[ Abrupt pause. ]

Where is this all coming from?

Why would they bring her here...

I should probably pay the market a visit soon.

( PRIVATE; filtered to himself. )

[ OOC. Strikes = audible only if you're listening really, really closely. ]

( PRIVATE; filtered to Gin. )

( PRIVATe; filtered to Yuna. )

I wonder when it was that I started running out of things to say.


(ooc: BRANDI, i just went ahead and assumed that they met up and she cast cure on him or w/e, IF THAT'S OKAY WITH YOU? ILU BABY punch me if it's not.

AND I SWEAR THIS IS MY LAST TIME UPDATING WITH KIRA FOR AWHILE FFFF *SPAMS* he's been busy lately okay.)

( PRIVATE; filtered to Shuuhei. )

( PRIVATE; filtered to Gin. )

Hm.

I'm beginning to think that people do arrive here mostly in groups. It's difficult to define a pattern, though.

( PRIVATE; filtered to himself. )

Though--

[He pauses.]

Is that girl all right... ?

Ah.

[A small, quiet hiss. The rusting of fabric as pieces of his clothes are removed so that he can better tend to his wounds.]

Not what I had been expecting, in any case. He moves too quickly. It's strange, and I should have--

[A pause as he cuts off. More rustling of fabric. He inhales suddenly, sharply, and what comes out of his mouth next resembles that of a strangled, barely choked back gasp. Another pause. He doesn't speak again until he's able to control his voice, until he can make it sound somewhat level, somewhat reserved.]

But at least it's quiet now... Or ... as quiet as it ever gets, anyway.

I wonder what--

[He stops himself again. Silence, and then the transmission ends.]

...

( PRIVATE; filtered to himself. Hackable only if you try really gd hard. )

People are coming in quicker, now. It's strange.

I almost wonder if there's some sort of pattern to any of this at all.

( PRIVATE; filtered to himself. )

It's been quiet lately. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not, though--

[He hesitates.]

I suppose it wouldn't hurt to go out. I've been stuck inside for days, and--

[He cuts himself off again, seemingly uncertain. There's the clinking and sliding of metal as he sheathes Wabisuke.]

We'll see.

[A ton of static makes the transmission almost incomprehensible. In the background, there are two voices talking, and one of them is definitely Kira's -- the other is not so recognizable. There's a long pause where the static overwhelms the transmission, before Kira's voice cuts in again. He sounds a little strained, hesitant, and mutters a soft, practically incoherent damnit. Another pause. Clinking of metal, and then more static.]

Raise your he--

[Static.]

--bisuke.

[Static.]

You seem a little angr--

[Again, his voice cuts out. Another long pause in which there's nothing but static, before it cuts out altogether.]

[End voice transmission.]

[Connecting...]

[Begin text transmission.]

Well.

Anyway.

( OOC Note. )

... Is it over yet?

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[End text transmission.]

[Connecting...]

[Begin voice transmission.]

S'quiet. I don't like it when it's quiet. I can't hear what I'm saying, even though I'm not saying anything, but I should be able to hear myself, and--

[He hiccups.]

Am I alone?

Where did everyone go?

It seems like it's getting harder and harder to breathe.

Has anyone noticed?

( PRIVATE TO HIMSELF; hackable with effort because he's distracted. )

Well...

So much for that.