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Who: Anybody
When: Day 123, late afternoon
Where: Shrine room
What: An intro post!

[Today in the shrine room, an androgynous person in their late teens sits up with a gasp and immediately begins, well, mumbling to themself. You can pick up things like 'gone' and 'really' and 'alive?' and 'candy wrappers'.

Though if you come close their red eyes will quickly and nervously flick to meet yours.]

((OOC: Notes for the spiritually sensitive/psychics))

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[ considers for a moment ]

Well, I think you will! Diseases and beliefs, they really don't do all that much good. If it's something large, now you have more space, right?

Well, it wasn't a part of me. I was a part of it.

. . .

Aaah, well. That's a bit harder, then, I think . . .

It feels... strange.

I'm sure.

...

are you...?

Yes. To be . . . cut off. That's what it is, right?

To be cut off, it's pretty awful.

Yes...

I'm cut off.

...

[ offers her hand '^' ]

...

[puts a hand in it]

[ curls her fingers around it ]

There are other things that you may connect to, if you need. But it won't be the same, I'm afraid.

No... it wouldn't be.

. . .

My name is Aerta. What's yours?

...Elluka. If people say Elliot, that's me too.

[ nods ]

Well met then, Elluka.

We're pleased to meet you...

Ah! Oh. How rude of me!

Elliot, Elluka, that's all of you?

No, it's Elli and Luka. Elliot's just a fake name. It's easier sometimes. I'm Luka. She's Elli. Usually she talks to people. But you were talking to me.

Edited 2013-03-05 22:19 (UTC)

Elli . . . Luka . . . Elluka . . .

Oh! I see! How sensible!

Yay, Elli. She said we're sensible.

...Yeah, I heard her.

You're not so sure?

We're super-sensible.

[thumb's up.]

Well, it is a handy trait!

Other than maybe being why we're dead I'm not actually complaining.