{Eighteen (46)} &diams There's a yellow brick road/That we follow back home

[burnt_orangesky]

[Her writing is rushed, a little bigger than she would normally write, in her haste to get the words down on the page.]

What the bloody hell happened while I was away?

[A slight pause, and her next writing is almost calm.]

Precisely how long have I been away?

-Fred

[ooc: I'm assuming 00 was asleep when Fred got home.]

Comments

[burnt_orangesky]

Unfortunately not. I was trapped in some forest along with a man who called himself Cloud; he appeared to recognize some aspects of it, but it did not seem to stand out in any way.

muncest is fun

[man-genius.livejournal.com]

Oh hey I know a Cloud. Tall guy, smokes, very little sense of humor with Bell hair? That Cloud?

Must have been a place from his world then. That's how it worked when I was stuck with that dead guy and the kid with wings.

Hee, yes! XD

[burnt_orangesky]

Yes, the physical description fits him; I could not say one way or the other concerning his sense of humor.

I suppose it must have been. Too bad, in a way, but perhaps if this occurs again I will find myself somewhere rather more familiar.