Forty-Sixth Spool of Thread - [Accidental Voice/Video]
[The start of the feed is rather abrupt as the journal hits the floor of a familiar clothing shop, and at first the voices are muffled until the journal gets settled.
For anyone who happens to be looking at the moment, they might see a pink-haired girl bruising the pride of one certain new feather. For you see, Shiki is currently using her plush cat, Mr. Mew, as a weapon of mass destruction as she holds the cat by the arm and continues smacking Neku with it.]
--any idea how freaked out I was that you just disappeared like that?! Come on, Neku! You have to quit doing this to me!
W-what the hell?! Shiki! I don't even know what you're talking about!
...wait...what? [And it's just as abrupt that she stops hitting him. That would have been good to know.] ...you've gotta be kidding me! [And then suddenly the camera blacks out as the belly of Mr. Mew lands right on top of Shiki's journal.]
I can't believe...those jerks!
For anyone who happens to be looking at the moment, they might see a pink-haired girl bruising the pride of one certain new feather. For you see, Shiki is currently using her plush cat, Mr. Mew, as a weapon of mass destruction as she holds the cat by the arm and continues smacking Neku with it.]
--any idea how freaked out I was that you just disappeared like that?! Come on, Neku! You have to quit doing this to me!
W-what the hell?! Shiki! I don't even know what you're talking about!
...wait...what? [And it's just as abrupt that she stops hitting him. That would have been good to know.] ...you've gotta be kidding me! [And then suddenly the camera blacks out as the belly of Mr. Mew lands right on top of Shiki's journal.]
I can't believe...those jerks!
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He doesn't know, and he doesn't want to try on Neku. Not when the stakes are so high.
He swallows thickly. ] Nothing, huh. [ His voice is surprisingly stable. ]
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Joshua takes half a step closer to Neku, eyes slipping shut as he reaches out with his power. It's easy enough to find the Soul in front of him, and he shifts, reaching for the stray strands on the edges of memories. It's almost never a clean process, there's always holes...
He doesn't notice he's feeling a bit off until his head completely spins and he loses his touch within Neku's mind. Then his eyes open and there's a pain in his head and all along his right side, and he's lying on the floor. ]
Nngh...
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...annnnd then Joshua is on the floor. Neku gives him a little bit of a concerned look but otherwise isn't moving, just watching him.]
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Joshua? What's wrong?
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But it doesn't feel that way.
He pulls himself to a sitting position first. ]
I'm fine, Shiki. It's just a bit of a cold. [ Except that Composers don't get sick. Well, not in the usual way. And passing out for a moment hardly qualifies as "fine" but we are ignoring that right now. ]
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[Relaxing a little now.]
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Josh slowly pulls himself the rest of the way up, keeping his gaze on Neku. When he's finally to his feet, he responds evenly, if a bit quiet. ]
I guess not.
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[Okay he's feeling a little bad now. Joshua looks like he's okay though.]
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[ With that, Joshua turns to leave. As far as he knows, Shibuya's still safe. That's what he came here to find out. Now all he needs to do is make it back home and then he can pass out in his bed and try not to let this bother him anywhere near as much as it is. ]
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[ And with that, he's gone. He won't even pass out in the snow on his way back! 8D ]
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