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[The video cuts in to show Ken frowning down into the camera, breathing a little too hard and too fast, and biting his lip. Clearly he is looking for something in one of the Dreamberry's menus, jabbing at the keys beneath the screen; just as clearly he triggered the video feed in the process. The image shakes: he's grasping the Dreamberry as firmly as he can, but it doesn't seem to stop his hands from trembling. Confusion crosses his face for a moment or two as he tries to work out why the screen's changed, then he mutters a frustrated curse, but the audio doesn't seem to pick it up.

[The picture cartwheels madly as he tosses the Dreamberry onto the bank he's sitting on. When it lands and the tumbling stops, the screen shows nothing but a slice of sky, thin skeins of clouds drifting overhead. Sixty seconds later, the feed times out.]

[OOC: Ken's been dead for a week after Muraki murdered him, and has lost his voice as a penalty. Replies will be in the form of text messages, or possibly charades.]
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[text]

Date: 2010-11-11 07:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redabyssinian.livejournal.com
Ken. Aya doesn't know what happened.

[Which is basically a warning of: If you freak her out, I'll kill you personally this time.]
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[text]

Date: 2010-11-11 07:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] insorrow.livejournal.com
thats good. r we gonna keep it that way cause i don't wana upset her
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[text]

Date: 2010-11-11 07:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redabyssinian.livejournal.com
I'll figure it out.

I'm coming to get you.
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[text]

Date: 2010-11-11 07:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] insorrow.livejournal.com
[There's probably no point arguing with that, so Ken doesn't try.]

ok. im by the lake.

thanks


[And I know it's not for my sake, but I'm grateful all the same.]
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[text]

Date: 2010-11-11 07:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redabyssinian.livejournal.com
It's good to have you back, Ken.
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[text]

Date: 2010-11-11 08:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] insorrow.livejournal.com
[Ken just looks at that text for a while, unsure he's even read it correctly, still less how he should respond to it. Because he doesn't know. He doesn't have the first idea. It's good to be back?

[He shakes his head, he might even laugh briefly, before sending back the only reply he can think of.]


ill see u soon aya.