#028 - [VIDEO/AUDIO]

[amethystsregret]

[A gollem picks up on Tsuzuki, running and flying about in the training rooms. He's not training Finders right now. He has a glowing whip in his hand, thrashing at some interesting targets. Each target is a glowing ball of purple light. Some move slowly while others dart apart. When they are struck with the whip, the light goes out at a talisman falls to the ground in their place. He looks focused and serious. Once all of the slower ones are gone, the faster ones remain. As he snaps his whip at them, he growls.]

Why...?! Why am I still here?! Why can't I go back?!

[Coming to a halt, he cracks his whip about him. The whip grows in length, whirling about him like a ribbon of lavender light. Most of the targets are caught in the attack, even the gollem that goes flying as the feed dies.]

[[ooc: Tsuzuki has realized that people are disappearing, and Reever's accidental feed confirmed that. He's frustrated because he's been here so long, and things are going sour back home. He decided to train, like his friends have done in similar moments. He doesn't know that he was been recorded or that the gollem got smashed. Sorry about the gollem, Reever!]]

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[gpilot02.livejournal.com]

"History repeats itself, I guess." He sighed. People would never change. "At least ya'll be ready for the 24th century."

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[amethystsregret.livejournal.com]

"I need to survive the 21st first, Duo. 2000 is just around the corner, and everyone is talking about how all the computer-controlled things are going to crash. It makes me miss the paper and pencil days..." He planted his forehead in his right palm. He wouldn't deny that Y2K freaked him out, but at least, he wouldn't have to type up any reports for a while...