Ellie

[It's been quiet for a little bit, and that always makes Ellie suspicious. Even without the interference of their captors, it seems like people are still having trouble with this or that. Whether it's the departure of friends, or a misunderstanding, or just... day to day living being kind of rough on someone? She's been seeing it all over the place. She's not used to caring, but with everyone so open in Luceti, it's hard not to.

So, upon discovering what she's been searching for the last several months finally, finally in the library, she makes a decision. If it's peace that they're getting, she's going to enjoy it as much as possible.]

Okay, Luceti...ans, whatever. Time to lighten the mood.

[There's a sound of a page turning, and she clears her throat.]

"Newsflash: Police were called to a daycare... where a three-year-old was resisting a rest." ...eh.

"I did a theatrical performance about puns. Really... it was just a play on words." Psssh. Cute.

"He drove his expensive car into a tree and found out how the Mercedes bends." ...I don't get that one, actually.

"The man who survived mustard gas and pepper spray... is now a seasoned veteran." [Snigger.]

"Did you hear about the guy whose whole left side was cut off? ...He's all right now." Ohhh, ha ha, that one's mean.

[The page turns again.]

Got more where that came from. Anyone else have some jokes to share? We can swap.

( voice/action tl;dr - action bit locked to Sam Yao )

[Eventually, when she's been found, cleaned up, and given a proper explanation for all of this, Ellie gives the journal another examination when she's reluctantly recovering at the clinic. She's tired, confused, and in more pain than she can ever remember, but that isn't going to stop her from looking for the one person she trusts to get her through this. He has to be around here somewhere, right? Even on- another world? (That sounds so dumb...)]

Right, so. Uh. Talking book, got it. I'm Ellie, and... I'm looking for Joel. Kind of scruffy, carries a lot of guns, doesn't smile, like, ever. Not even at good jokes. I was told to use this thing to find him, so... Joel? If you're here, I... messed up. Sorry. You better still be alive.

...Does anybody have a book I can borrow? I lost everything I had on me when- yeah.

Seriously, this is how this thing works?