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[trashed]

What?!

[He's not really aware that he was being recorded - sure, he'd been messing with the journal, which is probably why it's recording right now. But he's more shocked about the fact that he's alive again.]

But why? [Silence again, for a few minutes as footsteps get farther and then nearer to the journal again.] I was supposed to be--

[Dead.]

This is so pointless!

[He pauses one last time, and then decides that kicking his book would do him good. There's the sound of his foot making contact with it, and then the sound cuts.]

Comments

[Voice]

[trashed]

The guide, the guide, the guide. That's all I keep hearing about.

[It must be something, huh? And that's a lot of reading...oh well. He probably won't have anything better to do.

...Poor Ion.]

If you guys are just going to tell me to read it over and over again, why bother talking to me?

[Just leave him be.]

[Voice]

[distressedude]

I guess... it's because I want to talk to you, Sync.

[...]

[This is one of those answers that could potentially get the journal shut in his face. But. Hey, it's the truth.]

[Voice]

[trashed]

[...]

Then it's pointless.

[Yeah, he's done with this conversation now. He doesn't want to give Ion any satisfaction of being able to talk to him more.

So. It's just as Ion thought - the journal is going to get shut in his face.]

[Voice] Okay this is the real one.

[distressedude]

Sync, wai--!

[Oh. He closed his journal. Ion probably should have seen that coming, but... well. Sync was here now. And they were able to talk, even if only for a little while. Maybe for now... this would be okay.]