had_not_lived: (☞ So goodnight unto you all)
Neil Perry ([personal profile] had_not_lived) wrote2009-12-08 11:59 pm

♕ |[26]| ask for me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man

[The recording kicks off with some swift, shallow breaths, and a distant dry rumble-- the sound of dirt settling as it pours through a now-open door.]

I-I'm not sure where this goes. But I guess this is the only way out there is, so.

[Neil pauses. Given what he's heard-- what Cain said-- it's hard to be convinced that this pile of earth leads anywhere he wants to go. It's ironic; he's in the room where he died, facing what might be a grave, and though he ought to be dead he isn't. If he doesn't make it--

He takes a deep breath.]


I'll... try. I hope I see you all soon.

Okay.



[ooc; slow tags for a bit. Action for Todd, voice replies for others assumed to be after he gets hisself together <3]

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[identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com 2009-12-10 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
I recommend hot cider or brandy. It will warm you and rid your mouth of the taste.

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[identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com 2009-12-10 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Trust me it goes away.

[There's no explanation for this because you know, he's not going to easily admit he's fallen face first into the dirt before.]

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[identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com 2009-12-10 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Fff whatev whatev.]

Do you need anything in the meantime?

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[identity profile] treadingdawn.livejournal.com 2009-12-10 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
I know I am glad to have you back.