voice x2; forward-dated to 28th/30th

[tekhartha]

[Zenyatta is quite unmistakeably underwater. The quiet is too dense for him to be anywhere else. The soft, languid shush of currents shifting around him fills the airwaves, broken on occasion by a hiss and flurry of bubbles as his new body vents into the water around him. The overall effect is peaceful, in a surreal sort of way, if a touch claustrophobic.

When he speaks, his voice sounds ever so slightly different: grainier, with a little of that strange echo granted by the breathing apparatus of a heavy-duty diving suit.]

Osse came for me, too. Yet as she held me in her embrace, I found that I could reach her with my processor. I was only able to establish a connection for the briefest of moments before its termination, but it seems vital information nonetheless.

She is, in some way, a machine of some kind. The very foundations of this world seem bound by the interplay of magic and technology. Perhaps she embodies both?

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( an update. )

text; anon

[nobodylikeshim]

[ Hisoka has found something to entertain himself with, and that entertainment will probably only last for a few days at best. ]

Um, this is a little embarrassing to bring up at this point, but...

I've actually met so many people here in another world. I didn't know how to talk about it to them, so I just acted like we were meeting for the first time. I wonder, was that wrong? Should I reach out to the people that I knew?

But ... a lot of them did terrible things in that other world... would it be better if they never knew what happened?

[ Which is to say, he didn't realize the potential of fun to be had in pretending he knew people from another world when he has only ever traveled to this one. ]