04 [Action/Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

[Asbel is in the plaza today, fighting his way through the sudden crowd of people of mysterious and varying origins.]

Excuse me- ...Ahh, pardon me- I need to get through here, please! Nnngh...

[Eventually, Asbel manages to get himself to a point where he can safely pull out his journal to pose to the network a question.]

...Why is there suddenly such an influx of new people here? Is... there a conference in town today? I wonder for what purpose...

Comments

[Action]

[tofollowhim.livejournal.com]

I have time. [And she desperately wants to hear why Asbel- and many other people here for some reason have real wings.]

[Action]

[drawnbythesword]

Right... Well, it's like this. [INSERT EXPLANATION OF LUCETI HERE because fuck if I'm explaining it all to YOU.]

[Action]

[tofollowhim.livejournal.com]

[YOU LAZY BUM.]

That's... That's so... [She really has no clue how to even finish that sentence.]

[Action]

[drawnbythesword]

Sorry... I'm sure it must be a lot for you to take in...