holyknights | ♞ XII. voice.

[It was a week ago during Tanabata when Elliot arrived in Luceti, when an incident involving a breakdancing guy in a wedding dress totally traumatized this young nobleman. That is definitely not the first thing a guy expects to wake up to. Ever. So that was special. But Elliot's settled in now, and the house is quieter than it used to be. There are people he wants to see again, and a very important matter he must take care of. That's why, after all this time, he finally turns to his journal.]

I guess I'm back. [He doesn't sound thrilled about it, but that's no surprise.] But Vincent and Leo are still gone. I wonder what makes me so damn special? Tch.

[...so maybe he's a little bitter. But the most important part of this post comes next:]

I've been here for a whole week and I still can't find my sword. It's black and has my family's crest on it. If anyone finds it, you'd better hand it over without a scratch, got it?! It's very important to me, so if there's any damage, I'm going to make you pay!

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Tch. If I did that, someone would definitely take it!

[He already felt kind of uncomfortable asking here as it is. He still found it hard to trust people, even if they've always been good to him here.]

[...While he isn't the most trusting of people either, the logic there escapes him.]

Wait. Why would they take it if they knew someone was looking for it?

How should I know? Some people are just stupid.

[And mean just for the sake of being mean, which is more what he expects.]

Or they intend to hold it for ransom. [That's the only other explanation that comes to mind.]

If anyone even dares to do something so shameful with it, I'll definitely beat them up!

[With or without his sword, he doesn't care.]

[Wow, what a threat from a weaponless wonder.]

Whatever the case, I doubt you're going to get results continue to implore over the journals.

You don't have to tell me that. I'm looking for it right now!

[...or, well. He's about to!!]

You're still talking.

I-I know what I'm doing, dammit!

So shouldn't you go do it? [Like he's helping at this point.]

[WOW, THIS GUY...]

It's not like it matters to you what I do!

You're the one you was asking for help. I'm helping. [In a terrible helpful way, but it counts!]

How the hell is this helping?

I'm giving you ideas, of course. [Which is sad in itself, because Walter wasn't known for standing around and brainstorming.]

You're just stating the obvious!

Apparently it's not that obvious, if you're not doing it already!

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