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distressedude) wrote2011-04-21 03:48 pm
distressedude) wrote2011-04-21 03:48 pm
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013 ~ [Written/Voice]
[ Filtered from Ranka Lee and Artemis Fowl // 65% ]
[When the entry starts up, the picture is blocked with something in an attempt to make it somewhat anonymous.]
I was wondering if anyone could offer me some advice [The next part is added in hastily.] about girls. There's a girl really like and I was thinking about asking her to go to the festival with me, but I'm not really sure how t---
[There's a short gasp and a somewhat loud crash as the journal is knocked down and whoever was writing comes down with it, revealing the writer to be Ion. The reason for his fall? Why, the girl he was talking about, of course! She's been returned from the AU-equivalent of a kidnapping and was dumped right on top of him, both of them in plain sight of the journal's camera!]
R-Ranka...!
[How deliciously awkward.]
[ooc: I'll be going away this weekend so after tonight everything will be on pause until Sunday night! I'll be backtagging into forever. <3 I'm just putting this up now since it's chronologically before the festival.]
AU STUFF: Ion works in the Church as an alter boy, so if your character is the church-going type, they probably at least know who he is. Additionally, if your character has any sort of relationship with Ion, they probably know exactly who he's talking about (Ranka) because their feelings for each other are obvious to everyone except themselves.]
[When the entry starts up, the picture is blocked with something in an attempt to make it somewhat anonymous.]
I was wondering if anyone could offer me some advice [The next part is added in hastily.] about girls. There's a girl really like and I was thinking about asking her to go to the festival with me, but I'm not really sure how t---
[There's a short gasp and a somewhat loud crash as the journal is knocked down and whoever was writing comes down with it, revealing the writer to be Ion. The reason for his fall? Why, the girl he was talking about, of course! She's been returned from the AU-equivalent of a kidnapping and was dumped right on top of him, both of them in plain sight of the journal's camera!]
R-Ranka...!
[How deliciously awkward.]
[ooc: I'll be going away this weekend so after tonight everything will be on pause until Sunday night! I'll be backtagging into forever. <3 I'm just putting this up now since it's chronologically before the festival.]
AU STUFF: Ion works in the Church as an alter boy, so if your character is the church-going type, they probably at least know who he is. Additionally, if your character has any sort of relationship with Ion, they probably know exactly who he's talking about (Ranka) because their feelings for each other are obvious to everyone except themselves.]
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[Even in AU Land, Ion knows all too well just how badly injured people can be returned. He's not letting go of her hand until he gets an answer, his concern for Ranka being much higher than his previous embarssment.]
1/3
2/4
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1/2
[The look of concern quickly vanishes from his face as he gives her hands a gentle squeeze.] That's great! I'm so glad to hear it, Ranka, I-
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A-Ah! That was- I'm sorry.
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N-no, that's okay! I'm sorry for making you worry so much.
1/6 BECAUSE I CAN
[Glancing away and willing the blush on his face to go away.]
Of course I'm going to worry about you, Ranka... because I-
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[His journal is open.]
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[AND IT'S BEEN RECORDING THEM AND-]
[OH GEEZE.]
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/DONE
I... I-I'm sorry, I didn't realize that was still open.
[sob what is his life.]
1/4?
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wait it was open]
done
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[And it recorded them in an awkward position as they were being awkward together in an awkward manner.]
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[DAMAGE CONTROL IS GO.]
I... I'm sure no one was really watching! It wasn't open for very long and there wasn't... w-we weren't really...
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[A pause, and then a sigh. After how tense he'd felt just mustering up the courage to ask for advice over the journal in the first place-!]
[. . .]
Ranka, you... didn't happen to hear anything before, did you?