Third Drop ❂ Voice / Action

[mybloodisblack]

[The voice you hear over the journals is quiet, and slow.. Quiet enough that it almost sounds like he doesn't want to be heard, and slow enough that it sounds like he doen't even want an answer. But, curious enough that he wants answers.]

I have...two questions...

...How do people make friends? A-and how does someone not scare people away if they are just telling the truth?


[Once that is done and over with, Crona places his journal facing away from him. He's not sure if he wants the answers. But for the first time, he can be seen sitting in plain view of anybody out near the middle of the village. It's taken him quiet a while to stop hiding from anything that moves, and he doesn't like being completely alone anymore.

But that doesn't stop him from drawing circles on the ground with a stick. One around him, one around the journal, then other small ones because he has nothing better to do. No actual drawings come out of this, but he is pleased with himself.]
 

Comments

[contaeoro]

Yeah. Any names you think sound particularly nice or suits the person?

[mybloodisblack]

...I've never thought of something like that before.

[contaeoro]

[Oh dear.]

Like I said, it's never too late to start. What about you; you like your name?

[mybloodisblack]

It's my name...I'm supposed to like it, right?

[contaeoro]

If you say so. Now -- I like your name too.

[mybloodisblack]

...Why?

[contaeoro]

Well, I think it sounds nice. I don't really know you so I can't say for sure if it suits you or not, but Crona's got a nice ring to it.

[mybloodisblack]

A...ring? [You sir, are very confusing!]

[contaeoro]

Yeah. It's a nice name to say.

[He's trying!]

[mybloodisblack]

...I never would've thought that.

[contaeoro]

It's not a name I've heard before. It's rather unique.

[mybloodisblack]

I've never heard your name before.

[contaeoro]

Hahaha, I don't meet lots of people with this name either. I don't really know where it's from.

[mybloodisblack]

...Names come from somewhere?

[contaeoro]

Countries in my world have different languages. I was raised in Italy, but my family name is Spanish. I can't tell you what my given name is though.

[mybloodisblack]

I've been to different countries in my world...they all speak the same language.

[Or maybe he just got lucky and killed anyone speaking the same language as him?]

[contaeoro]

Oh yeah? That's interesting. But some languages are spoken in multiple countries, yeah? English, German, Spanish, French, to name a few.

[mybloodisblack]

I think...I was in Italy.

[contaeoro]

[The smile is almost audible in his voice!]

Italy, eh? That's nostalgic; what do you think of there?

[mybloodisblack]

The people there were kind of scary...

[contaeoro]

Scary?

What do you mean?

[mybloodisblack]

They were going to hurt me...and kept saying mean things.

[contaeoro]

Hurt you? Did you get caught up with a mob?

[mybloodisblack]

...I don't know. They just surrounded me in a church.

[contaeoro]

Well I certainly hope they won't really hurt you.