Text; Anonymous

[vocarrah]

My dear Citizens of Hadriel,

I'm glad to see that our circumstances haven't prohibited you from forming bonds with each other. On the other hand, aren't those same bonds difficult to navigate at times? I'm not only speaking of romantic bonds, either. Sexual, familial, bonds of camaraderie...

And I've no doubt our predicament is a unique stressor that can strain those bonds as well. And so many of you are suffering in silence. And it isn't just the present bonds, either, is it? Many of you are shadowed by your pasts, as well.

I want to offer myself as a supportive shoulder. If you've been seeking a second opinion, or advice, or anything of the sort, please, consider this an open invitation.

I care not to find out about your secrets; if you'd prefer to speak privately or anonymously, I will not begrudge you, nor doubt the sincerity of your claim.

I only seek to provide succor to those who have been needing it. Love can be...rather difficult to talk about it, can't it?

Comments

[Video]

[shithefuckup]

I guess.

[Kind of, sort of. Much as he gets it somewhat, he doesn't understand how it'd help much.]

But you know, that sounds kinda fucking shady? How can anyone be sure you're not just gonna turn around and pull a blackmail?

[vocarrah]

Unfortunately, there's no guarantee other than my word. I can imagine why people may be mistrustful; I'd hope they find relief somewhere else, in that case.

Has anything been bothering you?

[shithefuckup]

YOU DID IT AGAIN!!

[One of these days, he's gotta hit someone up on teaching him to read. But for now, he has to make do with his own smarts.

Although it is. Pretty hecking bad, honestly; Opting to just figure out the shorter of the sentences (which takes quite a while) and trying to find the text function (and taking up even longer of a time), he does eventually reply back.]

ye. i wanna fucking go hom!!!! but i herd we gotta stey her lon taym?!?! its sum boolsheet!!!!!

Voice

[vocarrah]

[Ianchus has to stop his laughing fit before he flips on the Voice function--really, this guy has every right to be annoyed, but he can't help but find it charming. And someone has to teach this poor man to read.]

I'm sorry! I apologize! I won't do it again, I promise. [He's so not used to texting that he's automatically responded that way.]

But yes, that's what it seems like. Are you new here, then? How are you finding it?

[shithefuckup]

Obviously!!

[He sighs and gives a shrug.]

It's okay, I guess? Doesn't feel too different from my home, aside from those monsters that came outta nowhere. And, not gonna lie- [Zack cracks a grin as he momentarily chuckles. A little bit too deviously, in fact.] -it was fun as hell fucking them up good. But...

[His eyes become pensive, and there's a slight sound of his bandaged hand curling into a fist as he pauses; he's still a little suspicious. Heck, would it even matter if he said his reason? So far as Zack is concerned, no one else would probably care much about it other then himself.

But, he's not one to sidestep with some lie. Not now, not ever in his lifetime.]

...there's something I can't leave alone back home. A promise.

Voice

[vocarrah]

[Ianchus considers it impolite to not use video when the other person is, but if he's going to keep up with the whole anonymity thing, he supposes he must. Ah, he's never been one for things like this! He's used to being so open, except when he isn't. Oh, well. If he's opening up to him, perhaps Ianchus can help.]

...I see. At the very least, you have something to keep yourself moving forward. That's valuable.

I'm afraid I don't know much about returning, but I do know others are researching the Door.