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[Sealand's voice sounds incredibly shaky, a far cry from his usual bouncy demeanor.]
Um, I think something's wrong with the drones, 'cause Lilly got droned but she still had all her stuff and she tried to kill me and--
[He pauses abruptly and takes another shaky breath.]
So I think everyone should, um, watch out for drones. And if they have magic or something then you should be really careful or they'll electrocute the television. And other things.
U-um, Caesar, Miakis, e-everyone--um, are you guys okay? | |
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( introspection )A; 769 Bunker Street[Sealand hasn't really left his room for a couple days--somehow he has been acquiring food, but aside from that he is the quietest he's been since he's arrived. Still, he heard somewhere you have to go to school every three days or get droned, so he's dragging his feet down the steps this morning. He isn't bringing his backpack, he's just bringing himself.]B; heading to school[Sealand isn't really watching here he's going, but he's not straying from the sidewalk. This is actually unusual--normally Sealand's jumping cracks, balancing on the edge of the road, and generally running everywhere. But he just doesn't have the energy right now. He jumps every time he thinks he sees something human-shaped out of the corner of his eye, though.]C; school[Sealand is not his usual self. He's quiet and has placed himself in the back corners of the room when possible, spending most of his time staring out the window or drawing spirals on paper he had to borrow with pencils he had to borrow since he didn't bring anything at all.] | |
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