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

[voice]

[mybloodisblack]

Yes...I'm the only one here from my world.

[voice]

[ja_janken]

That sounds lonely. [His is a very straight-forward brand of sympathy, see.] Say, Crona, do you wanna be friends?

[voice]

[mybloodisblack]

[Crona is very unfamiliar to sympathy...] ...Sure?

[voice]

[ja_janken]

You don't seem too sure.

[voice]

[mybloodisblack]

Oh..I'm sorry.

[voice]

[ja_janken]

No, no, don't be sorry! [He flails at the journal, not sure what to say.] It's just... you want friends, right?

[voice]

[mybloodisblack]

Yeah..