[So many years of background noise filtering in and out of consciousness. Hearing names, snatches of conversation, waves crashing against the shore. That was Ven's life until most recently. There was an urgency in the air, or what he would call the air in wherever this place was. Where he was safe and sleeping. There's a familiarity to some of the new sounds. Voices even but the memories are scrambled, blurry and unfocused. Certain he knows them but also certain he doesn't know where from. A place that's not this place.
Then silence all of a sudden. For a time, it's just silent and Ven drifts back into his safe slumber. Until he hears another voice. This one much louder and clearer than the others before. He can actual make out the words. Ven seems to wake more here, wishing he had eyes to blink and rub. Was someone else actually here? And how did he reply? He hadn't even tried to speak here himself, the thought of conversation hadn't even crossed his mind. But even though the words weren't numerous, they were enough to bring hope and consciousness where there was little. And Ven steeled himself to reply.
Nothing came out at first. He had no mouth to open, no voice to shout with. But he had his heart and his heart called out as hard as he could until a sound was made. Unintelligible at first, as if it was rusty and hadn't been used in a long time. But eventually, after long last, he managed a real word.]
Hello?
[Euphoria ripped through him like casting Thundaga. And he was urged into shouting louder, remembering to use his heart and not his mind.]
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Then silence all of a sudden. For a time, it's just silent and Ven drifts back into his safe slumber. Until he hears another voice. This one much louder and clearer than the others before. He can actual make out the words. Ven seems to wake more here, wishing he had eyes to blink and rub. Was someone else actually here? And how did he reply? He hadn't even tried to speak here himself, the thought of conversation hadn't even crossed his mind. But even though the words weren't numerous, they were enough to bring hope and consciousness where there was little. And Ven steeled himself to reply.
Nothing came out at first. He had no mouth to open, no voice to shout with. But he had his heart and his heart called out as hard as he could until a sound was made. Unintelligible at first, as if it was rusty and hadn't been used in a long time. But eventually, after long last, he managed a real word.]
Hello?
[Euphoria ripped through him like casting Thundaga. And he was urged into shouting louder, remembering to use his heart and not his mind.]
Hello? HELLO?!