XXVII

[rashness]

[ Voice ]

Where's Pilouette? [ But he knows. He suspects, at least. He didn't see her when he watched everyone come in. He was then reminded people died, and today that people are coming back. But still not her - he hasn't seen her and he doesn't know. He sounds somewhat lost, he sounds choked up. He half wants to just leave the journal behind and...

Precis... ] I want to- ... Wait, what was that!

[ And then it cuts off- ]

[ Action ]

[ Because his house just vanished. So did the pool There's just a grassy field with a tree in the middle of it. Shiemi was out somewhere and now it's just him and Skarmy, Shiemi's seven foot tall murderbird of steel. Her and Rin loo confused at each other. And then Skarmy squawks at him before making to fly off. Rin ends up flipping her the bird before going to collect Midori the turtle and go off to look all over down for where his house just vanished to ]

Comments

[Voice]

[rashness]

[ Well, its written. So he doesn't see this for a while until he opens up the journal again maybe thirty minutes later. And then he sees that ... Oh. He frowns, of course he isn't. But-]

My house disappeared.

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[There's another delay as Ginia goes about her day, finally checking back twenty minutes later.

...Damn. Granted, there have been odd appearances and disappearances since prior to the draft, but that's the first time she's heard of an entire house disappearing.]

Sorry to hear that. Any of it appear yet?

[Voice]

[rashness]

[ Which means he doesn't get to it until an hour later. because who reads????

( for those keeping track at home: five comments in two hours ) ]

The house's back now, but it's missing a lot of the furniture still.

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[Plenty of people read. Just not everyone is on Facebook the journals all the time.

Another ten minutes.]

Seems like these shifts have gotten worse. [Since the draft. Definitely since the draft.]

I'd be careful where you stand. Would be unfortunate if a table shifted back in where you were standing.

[Voice]

[rashness]

[ This time with no delay, because he was answering someone else here and: ]

Wait, seriously?! You think that's possible?!

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

Considering everything else that happens here, why not?

[Voice]

[rashness]

Oh man, I hope that. That's just spooky...