Zweiundzwanzig - Action/Phone

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[Since his dismissal from the library, Wilhelm had thought he'd have enough time to start and truly gain more ground in discovering the secrets of the town. As it stood, however, what he had assumed would give him a head start in the race hadn't evolved past the slow walk he had apparently always been going. He almost wish he had a job back, in that it would at least give him something to do rather then apparently fruitlessly try and search for answers.

Especially when he felt he finally knew one of the answers, but that it was one he should've stumbled on a long time ago.

Regardless, with nothing to do he had grown bored, and decided that he would venture outside to see if he could find something to keep him interested. To survey the current domain he inhabited, as it were. After all, portions of his authority had been returned to him.]

Got two choices on how most of you can interact with Wilhelm today Mayfield

A. Hope you Like Telepathy

[Wilhelm can be found around several places in town today. In the park, at a restaurant or outside some of the business, or occasionally browsing through the library. Really, he just seems to be an unassuming gentleman going about his day.

But eventually, you'll hear a voice. And it doesn't seem to be a spoken one. Rather, it's like a feeling, something being broadcast within you.]

~Can you hear me?~

[Will you answer?]

B. Phone

After my months of imprisonment here along with you, I've come to a train of thought I'm sure that many of the rest of you have had as well. To me, while not the only answer it seems to be the most logical one for a variety of reasons I'll spare listing at the moment. But, what I have to say, I suppose, is a riddle of sorts. And I'd like to know your responses.

What would be your reaction if you were to find that the face you were born with was not solely your own?

C. Locked to Theta

[Hey Theta, guess who's heard you've been reset and is currently knocking on your door.]

Comments

C

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

[[Theta still has all her stuff--limp and cane included. She's also made use of the town tailors, so she's rocking an as-steampunk-as-Mayfield-can-pull-off look with a brown corset and tweed pants that puff at the knees. Without boots and her hat, though, it doesn't look great. Nonetheless, at the door she's stiff and formal, and nods politely.]]

Can I help you?

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[There's no hesitation when Wilhelm speaks. He'd had to introduce himself to people who'd forgotten him several times over with each of the Recurrences back home. This was no different.]

Hello Theta. Are you doing well?

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

[[Theta's already encountered several people who have claimed to know her, so she nods, though there's still the stiffness of speaking to a stranger. Without Albedo's influence, Theta is...markedly different, actually.]]

I am... Are you...from the time I allegedly don't remember?

[[She takes a breath and moves out of the doorway, inviting him inside.]]

It's Miss Buckley, please, until I've gotten to know you...'again'. Might I ask your name?

[[It's not that she disbelieves the tale of what happened so much as the words are awkward in her mouth as she doesn't particularly want to think of it as actually having happened.]]

A

[evers-hacker.livejournal.com]

[Just relaxing under a tree when she hears his voice. Cue sitting up straight and surprised blinking, before looking around.

She doesn't answer, but her reaction shows that she definitely heard him.]

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Wilhelm notices. And smiles.]

~Hello again. It's been awhile since we've talked.~

A.

[nerdheir.livejournal.com]

[ John happens to be walking back from school, and looks around very confused. ]

Yeah I can...but who is there?

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Wilhelm directs his attention to the boy. Well hello, you're new here aren't you? Or at least someone he's managed to not run into before in town.

He hopes you'll get the point that he's looking at you, though not opening his mouth when he speaks.]

~I am.~

A.

[idkmybfforin.livejournal.com]

[...now what was this? Okuu was quite used to such things, having a mindreader for a master...but this didn't feel like Satori.

It wasn't like the yatagarasu either; grumbling, growling half-thoughts rumbling at the back of her mind, like molten earth--unpleasantly hot and disturbingly loud.

This was different. Very different.

It was enough to interrupt her agitated overflights of town to investigate; circling and cawing and calling where she "heard" the sound last.]

Unyu?

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Oh, now that is quite interesting. Considering his role back home, Wilhelm hadn't really tried communing with (what appeared to be) animals before, and when he did do it, it was done sparingly.

But this one specifically answered.]

~Greetings, little bird. Are you looking for me?

a)

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

What?

[Looking around, confused.]

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Oh, this should be entertaining.]

~Good day Captain. How are you?~

A- I know it's over done but hey!

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Oh Ken hears you alright. However, he instantly assumes that it's Schuldig and you can probably get the feeling of a mental angry key-smash in response.

What. You startled him.]

Hey man whatever you want!

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Oh, amusement at that. Though he knows why you did it and how it makes sense, amusement still.]

~Don't fear. It's simply me, Ken. We'd spoken a few months before.~

A

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

[A voice in her head? Get in line there's quite a few in there already. Tiffany however continues reading her book as she replies in her head.]

-Quite well actually. Now who would you happen to be?-

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

~Wilhelm. And yourself?~

A

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

[Garviel is probably the gentleman serving Wilhelm in said restaurant. And then wilhelm uses blatant psychic abilities on him. And his expression turns very, very grim.]

"I can hear you." [his voice is cold, and his hands flex on the plate of food he was carrying.]

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Wilhelm will simply look at Garviel, expression blank. The idea of actually being invasive hadn't occurred to him, since psychic connection between him and every human in his world was simply his nature.]

I had no intent of making you uncomfortable.

B [action]

[skyclimbing.livejournal.com]

[So while Ven doesn't know it yet, finding other people who look exactly like him is pretty commonplace!!!

He waits until Wilhelm's done with the phone before piping up:]

When you say "not solely your own" do you mean...like twins or something?

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Wilhelm turns to Ven, resting his head on a knuckle as he leans back in the chair he was in.]

In part. Think of it more as a mask, I suppose. That the face you have now is a mask imposed over your own.

B-ish

[chaoschildofgod.livejournal.com]

[Because he'll more wait till you get off the phone. And be glad he's home for once, and not hiding? Maybe?]

Have you been thinking again?

[This is said with a small sound that should tell Wilhelm chaos is well-aware the other man is thinking at all times.]

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[If Wilhelm particularly feels one way or the other on you returning and being obvious, Yeshua, he isn't showing it.]

Not nearly hard enough.

Phone

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

"My reaction would be acceptance. But then, I already share my face with another entity so little would change."

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

Oh? And what entity would that be, if I might ask?

/is the latest

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Schuldig pauses mid-stride...though, after a moment, he smirks to himself. His telepathic response, however, is almost instantaneous.] Of course.

It's cool, I'm late in responding. :[

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

Ah. I had wondered when I would find one of you here.