_{"I am Vendetta. Just Vendetta. Nothing more, and nothing less"}

how interesting ♥

_{"A dream. Maybe. Heaven. Purgatory. A forest. Just a forest. it never ends. on and on and on..."}

<sub>"Even a radio wave has an end. Does it not? Someone pulls the plug and...

...

Nothing.

...

It is endless, in that, a sphere is, endless, you can run and run and run...

and you will never be able to leave..."</sub>

_{The tiny doe's head tilts. Her ears, always cast downward, flick.
"Okay. ...Do you have a name?"}

_{"Video killed the radio star~" she sings, tail wagging gently, smiling back, eyes, always closed, seeming happy as ever.
"You're an interesting one. Oh, yes, we can be, good friends, yes!" she nods once, as if assuring herself in her own words}

_{"Friends. Friends, we, play, maybe? keep eachother company, if you're in trouble, I'll help you, and if I'm in trouble, you can help me, I'll cheer you up if you're sad, and vice versa, you...know, friends?" her head cocks again, not following, chasing things about never convinced them you were friendly now did it?}

_{a smile, a tail wag, joy. She hopes to learn more about this one
"Then it's decided, if you ever need help, you can come to me!" another nod, she seems to do that a lot.}

_{"Oh, yes, if I need help, I would like your help, that is what friends do...I don't get into much trouble though, thankfully" she made up for her size, smaller than even most fawns, with many strong and loyal friends. "How did you get here anyway, Radio?"}

_{"That's fine. It's pleasant here. no need to be sad. even if you don't return to...whoever they are, this is a nice place. You'll be happy here"} she assured laying down now, resting her head on her front legs.

_{"strange things can be wonderful"} she sighed happily, standing to prance over to his side before laying once more.
_{"you get used to it. This forest is beautiful, once you get to see it"}

_{"The sun will come back. It always does"} she promised him, smiling despite his critical expression.
_{"I like the fog, it's so pretty...I feel, like I could just reach out, and shape things from it, as if it were some soft clay...heh, I have silly thoughts sometimes"}

♥

_{"oh? I'm glad"} she sighs fondly.
She sits up, leaning back and and almost human way against her new friend, snuggling back against him.
_{"You have an interesting voice. I like it"} she said softly, looking very content now.

(Vandetta) Causing another shy "smile" to appear around the object in Radio's mouth. His body is warm and softer than anything, almost otherworldly. zzZZZZReally?...ZZzzzz, he statics, zzZZZI like yours better...ZZzzz

(Serenai) This does not seem to intimidate the fawn in front of it, as equally white eyes shine back through the mist. zzZZZAtvana...ZZZzzz Radio crackles, as if tasting the word. zzZZZNice to meet you!... Do you... know the way out of here?...ZZzzz

(thank you!)

And even if this makes Radio giggle gently under the soft weight of the tiny deer, his head still tilts to one side. zzZZZI've never zeen a cloud... What're they like?ZZzzzz

But Radio looks like he comprehends her explanation none the less, his brow lined with concentrated thought.
zzzZZZLike clinical cotton?ZZzzz

zzzZZZZHmm... they zound zo nize...ZZZZzzz He utters, a serene lullaby playing over the static of his voice.

Yet another of his curious, disfigured smiles appears as he sees her getting comfortable like that, feeling a great warmth spread through his system.
zzzZZZZWill you zhow me them?ZZzzz He inquires softly, a certain naive excitement scarcely hidden in his voice.

Making Radio "smile" once more, a strange urge overcoming him, causing him to bend forward towards the tiny deer nestled in his fur and gently nuzzle what little of her he could reach.
zzzZZZThiz plaze zoundz zo big!... Can I... -zzzz- keep cloze to you?... I'm... afraid of getting lozt...ZZZZzzzz

Tracking

She sighed, smiling allowing herself to fall asleep in the comfor of his soft fur, that same content little smile placed upon her neon green muzzle.
She was glad to have another friend.

(Vandetta) And truly, likewise, Radio was feeling a warmth he never had experienced before growing in his chest, so sweet and fluttering and alive, and all from looking at this tiny deer.
zzzZZZMy friend...ZZZzzz He mumbled silently, afraid the tiniest sound might wake his sleeping companion.

(Impact) (It has served its purpose, then. Thank you!)

zzZZZH-hello... Impact... Are you an Impact?...ZZZzzz

It inhales deeply, and with a patient sort of speech it gives an answer in time.

"There are an Infinite number of ways."

Golden irises find their way into the white, emerging like an object through the fog as one walks closer. It watches, and even as they flutter shut humbly, still it watches.

"If you cannot yet find them..."

The words linger on the edge, until they so willingly come down, like a chick's first flight.

"There must be some significance to that."

It smiles, a curious sort of smile, a smile like that which Alice must have seen quiet often after falling down that rabbit hole, and yet all the more kind in comparison.

(Impact) Only resulting in a strange, little head-tilt from the lurking fawn.
zzZZZI zuppoze I am... I tranzmit, I rezeive and broadcazt wavez...ZZzzz He answers, though there is doubt in his crackling voice.

(Serenai) To which Radio hunches his back and flattens his ears in humbled thought, his bright eyes dulling in comparison to the gold emerging in the ones of his conversational partner.
zzzZZZZo I'm... meant to be here?ZZzzz he hesitantly concludes, looking not too fond of this outcome at all.

(SilverSAV) Radio looks down at himself, his pelt at the moment dark as the surrounding night which envelopes the two gracefully. zzzZZZIt iz?...ZZzzz He looks up again, seeming as if he had never experienced a compliment before.

zzZZZYour... your mother's?...ZZzzz Radio crackles in the darkness, backing up ever so slightly, fear hidden behind his unnaturally big eyes.
zzzZZZBut I always had this pelt... I thinkZZZzzz he hesitantly stammers, doubt and confusion both apparent in his quivering voice.