fallenambitions: (Renato; sitting and waiting)
[Alexei has been observing the oddity that has be-fallen onto the land of Luceti. This was...clearly another experiment, but he didn't seem to be effected by it this time. Quite fortunate for him.

It was also...very exploitable as well. So he decides to have a little fun with it. Perfectly harmless and might prove to be entertaining to see what happens. So he dons his old disguise, opening his journal and starts to write, carefully choosing his words.]


[Pretend filter to the entire community]

To the brave heroes and heroines of Luceti. My wife, son and daughter, have all been taken away from me by a dark warlord. I was much too weak to fight such a dangerous warlord and could do nothing, but watch helplessly as they were stolen from me. Even my face has been distorted by that horrible man.

I can do nothing but now ask for your help to get my family back. You will be rewarded graciously for your efforts, my son or daughter's hand in marriage for your heroic efforts. If that is not a suitable reward for you, I am willing to give you something else. Anything to see my family again.

If you wish to accept this daunting request, please contact me on a private filter. I do not wish for our conversation to be intruded on by unwanted eyes.

[ooc: You guys can reach him anytime, anyday during the rest of the event. :)b]
fallenambitions: (Dreamers must suffer)
[Action]

[It's late at night, late enough when most people are asleep. Alexei is one of those people...or well, was. His journal had been placed aside, but it can still pick up sounds. Roughly it picks up someone violently waking up. Alexei found himself wandering into memories he didn't like to recall. They were quick flashes, but his moments before, during and after his death were continually bombarding him. Not exactly a very happy dream. So rather then roll over and just go back to bed, he's going stay awake for a while, maybe distract himself by looking through the journal.

It's been strangely quiet here in apartment 15 of CB1. It now lacked one occupant that used to reside in the room next to Alexei. It's a sickening remainder that staying here was still only temporary. Maybe that's why his own death was haunting him tonight. And now Casey was truly lost to history again. Not exactly a major loss when she had been dead for ten years to him. Reminiscing about the past seems to have become regular occurrence for him now. Being stuck in one place and not even having a job to keep oneself busy can lead a mind astray. Especially right now...when he has no other direction laid out for him but death the moment he leaves. He closes his journal. Listening to others has even lost it's charm.

He needed to find something else to get his thoughts together, find somewhere to go. Out of this apartment...or maybe even out of the village itself. Yes, just for a few days he'll get out of this stuffy village and explore the terrain outside. He hasn't quite done that yet, anything to keep him from sitting around right now. It just left him feeling anxious. Right, so that's the plan, prep for the trip and then leave when he's ready, most likely for the mountains and beyond that. There's only so much of the same forest one can deal with.

It's too late/early to gather supplies, but he puts together anything he would need that he already had. Wasn't much to pack really...and he wanted to get out of the apartment now. There is one place in this village he could go to for a while. He puts on his uniform...but bypasses on getting all of his armor on. He doesn't think he'll be there for very long and it's not worth it. His waist plate, and his sword will do just fine. Once he leaves, he's heading for the mikan orchard. It's been a long time since he was last there, around the time after the family experiment. He finds a spot under a tree and sits. Sure enough, the strange calming effect it had on him happened again, almost meditative.

He takes a deep breath and then pulls his journal out again. The thing he was pondering and about to ask, was more to himself then to anyone in particular.]


[Voice]

What did you strive for back home? Your goals and did you ever achieve them? Anything that you would bet your own life to see happen? ...Or is there something right now that you would give your life up for?

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