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Ned (bakersman) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-06-11 00:58:00

Entry tags:

complete, day eleven, ned the piemaker, olive snook

Who: Olive and Ned
What: A revealed secret that's a looong time coming
When: Day 11, afternoonish
Where: Olive's room
Rating: Put a PG-13 on it for safety's sake
Status: All done!

It was only across the hall, but the walk from Ned's room to Olive's felt like the longest of his life. Chuck had known his secret right away. Well, minus the telling her that he was responsible for killing her father part. Which was pretty major and the cause of his current dilemma with her. But she'd known about the finger from the very beginning. She sort of had to, it was the whole reason she was alive.

No one was ever supposed to know. Ned had worked his whole life to keep it a guarded secret. Then Emerson had caught him and blackmailed him, and while they were roughly friends in the end, it had started rocky. But no one else. No one. And that had included Olive. How crazy did it sound that he could touch something and bring it back to life? It was like something out of a storybook.

Or, apparenty, a television show. Who knew?

Despite his resolve not to speak a word until he could do so without singing, Ned made the trip across the hall, Digby trotting at his heels. He gave his faithful friend a smile in thanks for the moral support, but ultimately, he was still the human and still had to be the one to knock on the door.

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ittybitty
2009-06-11 08:35 am UTC (link)

Olive was pacing her room. Some of the strangest and most upsetting news had just been revealed to her. She had been flipping through the journal when she'd seen Ned's entry and seen the comments written by that Pandora woman. She couldn't figure out how the woman knew so much about herself and Ned, and evidently everyone else in her world, and it was almost frightening to say the least. Not only that, but the woman hadn't been all that kind about it. She'd gone off and revealed secrets that were better left secrets just because she could. It was mean.

She moved toward the door and hopped up on the chair she kept there so she could peek out her peephole. She was surprised to see that Ned was already there. When he'd said they needed to talk, she hadn't known it would be right away. She sucked in her breath and hopped down, pushing the chair back and reaching for the handle. She hadn't really spoken to anyone that day, except through the journal, but she knew that whatever she spoke was going to be sung. She didn't have a problem with that, she sort of liked her voice, but it was going to be very interesting to speak with Ned when both of them were singing their dialogue.

She sighed softly. Ned had even told her that she had a great voice. She wasn't aware he even knew she could sing. Usually she tried to stop before he could hear her because usually the song was about him. With another deep breath, she pulled the door open and smiled up at him. "Hi." She held the door open so he and Digby could enter and then shut it behind him.

Her room, like everyone else's, was plainly furnished, but there was a table and two chairs in one corner. She suspected it was meant to be a dining table or a desk, but so far she'd used it for neither. She gestured toward it now. "Have a seat." She pulled out one of the chairs and sat down in it, immediately leaning her elbows on the table and crossing her arms. "Looks like you have some explaining to do, Buster."

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