invisible_ai: (a new kind of existence -- red box)
[The visuals are dark, with the sound of an fabric shuffling. It's as if it followed the beat of a pair of walking footsteps.]

[Clatter. Suddenly, the communicator is dropped onto the ground carelessly. The screen fills with a snowy static before adjusting. It must have fallen out of a pocket, given the sounds and darkness before. Panned aimlessly upward, it looks like the area is just and outside of the Horton apartment building's entrance. Slowly, the camera pans, and focuses in on one image in particular.]

[In the darkness of the early morning night, Ai has her back turned to the communicator. The color of her robe and her hair, now untied and flowing past her shoulders, can easily be recognized by those who have seen her in person. She is silent, and carrying the unconscious figure of Sai in her arms. His head and feet dangle just beyond her arm's reach, but it doesn't look like she is having much of a struggle with carrying him.]

[In an even pace, she walks forward into the shadows of the night, leaving behind a now mysteriously vacant apartment. The one that she and Sai once called their home...]

[[ooc Ai and Sai are going on a little break to collect ideas and prepare for the phantom thief's newest entry into Discedo. If anyone tries to follow them, like Ai warned, they will be killed by a gunshot or a knife wound. Old habits die hard. Meanwhile, if anyone goes to check out their old apartment, it will now be mysteriously empty of everything that wasn't there before being moved into it. Oh, and this entry won't be responded to but comments are welcome. Dropped communicator is dropped.]]
invisible_ai: (! -- surprised/shocked)
Seven days. Seven days are missing from my memory... Why? It is because I was dead? Though I still find that highly unusual after what Thomas was able to inform me about the afterlife.

It has been difficult for me to relax, knowing this much. The backdated entries have only been able to inform me of so much, including my most... unnatural behavior. I... was not aware that I was able to record anything after my life was taken. What else am I not aware of? If I am ever conscious of myself more clearly in the next life, then I will try to exercise more caution. Not that I would wish to experience such a fate again. Both for my sake, and that of my partner.

Thankfully, it seems that my death was not an act of murdering solely in cold blood. It was premeditated. I am able to understand this much now, as well as the intentions of Walter Sullivan. A mother... Such a simplistic goal. But I wonder what purpose he would have in removing the heart from my body? (If my past words are to be believed.) Although he is currently in captivity, has no one found out where these organs have been stored? I do not know if there would be any gain in finding them, but what would be the purpose of him going to the trouble of obtaining them if not for some future purpose?

It also seems that I have misplaced my boots. A shame. But I believe that I heard them walking around in the building, if the sound of those footsteps outside of the apartment are any indication.

If I ever wish to make any progress, then I will have to search Horton again.

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