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genessia2014-01-20 10:18 pm
celestialspirit) wrote in genessia2014-01-20 10:18 pm
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[ Action ]
[ His steps were measured, fine leather shoes wearing a groove into the earth beneath him as he paced back and forth next to the pod like device he had arrived in. Wrapped around Loke’s fingers was the gold chain from the necklace he found inside the box, the stones swinging steadily in a counter clockwise spin. This uneasy feeling, something like worry but thicker, has been rippling through his stomach since waking up and it only continued to intensify the longer he stayed put. Nothing felt right. He hadn't been summoned by Lucy, that was painfully obvious, but that was about the only thing he could piece together. There was a hot, bright white void in his mind and it seemed to have sucked in everything that occurred right before he woke up in this place. ]
Genessia. [ His voice was low, rasp from non-use and entirely rough around the edges. Like someone had poured gravel down his throat. Hazel eyes drifted over to the pamphlet discarded on the ground and they stared hard for a long moment, the currency tucked away in his back pocket, before a humorless chuckle escaped him like some kind of afterthought. ] Yeah, sure -- why not.
[ Loke finally moved away from his pod, pace listless, destination multiple choice but more than likely he'll head to the nearest city. There were many things to be done. First and foremost, he had to verify that Lucy wasn't in danger and perfectly fine. Second, he'd need to find a way back to the celestial spirit world. The latter didn't weight too heavily on him, he'd survive but Lucy was a major concern. Gripped tight in his other hand was the videophone and he squeezed it once or twice before finally deciding to turn it on. ]
[ Video ]
The scenery is nice.
[ The video feed should have come with a seizure warning because the device was still held in his hand, rocking back and forth at his side, colorful blurs filling the screen for a few seconds before Loke finally brought the device steady in front of his face. He fussed with his hair for a moment before offering a slight grin. ]
Dear wonderful inhabitants of Genessia, I seem to have found myself shipwrecked on your shores. This is a problem. An issue -- well, slight one, of sorts. I've already used most of my vacation time this year and waking up in a pod was in no way including in that. [ He looks away from the screen for a moment, head tilted to the side. ] My name is Loke. Leo. Loverboy, if the mood lighting warrants it. Neither here nor there, I suppose. If someone could find it in their heart to give me some kind of context to how or why I've found myself here, I'd appreciate it greatly.
[ His steps were measured, fine leather shoes wearing a groove into the earth beneath him as he paced back and forth next to the pod like device he had arrived in. Wrapped around Loke’s fingers was the gold chain from the necklace he found inside the box, the stones swinging steadily in a counter clockwise spin. This uneasy feeling, something like worry but thicker, has been rippling through his stomach since waking up and it only continued to intensify the longer he stayed put. Nothing felt right. He hadn't been summoned by Lucy, that was painfully obvious, but that was about the only thing he could piece together. There was a hot, bright white void in his mind and it seemed to have sucked in everything that occurred right before he woke up in this place. ]
Genessia. [ His voice was low, rasp from non-use and entirely rough around the edges. Like someone had poured gravel down his throat. Hazel eyes drifted over to the pamphlet discarded on the ground and they stared hard for a long moment, the currency tucked away in his back pocket, before a humorless chuckle escaped him like some kind of afterthought. ] Yeah, sure -- why not.
[ Loke finally moved away from his pod, pace listless, destination multiple choice but more than likely he'll head to the nearest city. There were many things to be done. First and foremost, he had to verify that Lucy wasn't in danger and perfectly fine. Second, he'd need to find a way back to the celestial spirit world. The latter didn't weight too heavily on him, he'd survive but Lucy was a major concern. Gripped tight in his other hand was the videophone and he squeezed it once or twice before finally deciding to turn it on. ]
[ Video ]
The scenery is nice.
[ The video feed should have come with a seizure warning because the device was still held in his hand, rocking back and forth at his side, colorful blurs filling the screen for a few seconds before Loke finally brought the device steady in front of his face. He fussed with his hair for a moment before offering a slight grin. ]
Dear wonderful inhabitants of Genessia, I seem to have found myself shipwrecked on your shores. This is a problem. An issue -- well, slight one, of sorts. I've already used most of my vacation time this year and waking up in a pod was in no way including in that. [ He looks away from the screen for a moment, head tilted to the side. ] My name is Loke. Leo. Loverboy, if the mood lighting warrants it. Neither here nor there, I suppose. If someone could find it in their heart to give me some kind of context to how or why I've found myself here, I'd appreciate it greatly.