Eucliwood "Eu" Hellscythe (
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bravenewworld2014-02-21 09:27 pm
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1st Note [Video]
[While Eucliwood wasn't one to actually use the network for much, it did provide her with useful tidbits of information, or glimpses into other people's happy lives. She'd discovered some time ago that she needed to be within a certain distance of the city in order to access the network however, and she she made her monthly trip to an outlying section of the Verdant Forest. Today, this was the closest to the city she'd been since she'd left several years ago. In all the time she'd had her Warp Band, she'd never contacted anyone. Not once. There was no one for her to contact, and laying low was her priority. It was almost as if she didn't exist. There were times she thought that might be best.
However, apparently her...companion felt otherwise. She wasn't sure exactly what to call the Duskull that followed her everywhere, although she'd nicknamed him Yoruno. Friend didn't seem right. She couldn't call anyone friend. Companion felt more proper. While she was catching up on the latest discoveries, the Duskull zoomed up to her and started prodding at the device. By the time she managed to shoo him off for a moment, it was too late. It was recording her.]
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[Eucliwood's first internal reaction was horror. All that work trying to keep quiet and lay low was just wasted. She didn't want anyone to know she really existed. Didn't want anyone to know about her. Sure, there were rumors from when she'd been spotted off in the distance, rumors of a ghost from a forgotten age, or things of that sort, but nothing really conclusive. Meanwhile, she stared blankly at her Warp Band, her face completely expressionless for a moment. She couldn't say anything. And writing a note didn't seem like a good idea at the time. Rather than attempt to do anything, she quickly works to turn the feed off after a few moments of that awkward silence, although the giggling of the Duskull in the background could be heard before the feed ends.]
However, apparently her...companion felt otherwise. She wasn't sure exactly what to call the Duskull that followed her everywhere, although she'd nicknamed him Yoruno. Friend didn't seem right. She couldn't call anyone friend. Companion felt more proper. While she was catching up on the latest discoveries, the Duskull zoomed up to her and started prodding at the device. By the time she managed to shoo him off for a moment, it was too late. It was recording her.]
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[Eucliwood's first internal reaction was horror. All that work trying to keep quiet and lay low was just wasted. She didn't want anyone to know she really existed. Didn't want anyone to know about her. Sure, there were rumors from when she'd been spotted off in the distance, rumors of a ghost from a forgotten age, or things of that sort, but nothing really conclusive. Meanwhile, she stared blankly at her Warp Band, her face completely expressionless for a moment. She couldn't say anything. And writing a note didn't seem like a good idea at the time. Rather than attempt to do anything, she quickly works to turn the feed off after a few moments of that awkward silence, although the giggling of the Duskull in the background could be heard before the feed ends.]