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§ 001.
[the video opens upside-down. it is dim where-ever she is. someone with small hands is turning the tablet over in her hands, muttering to herself in what may sound like latin (because it is). after a moment she stops, flips the device right-side up, and it focuses on her round face. the girl looks to be in her late teens, with red hair and green eyes. freckles cover every inch of her that is visible. there are four two-inch long gashes on her forehead that look half-way healed, but she doesn't seem to care about them at all. her attention is concentrated on the device.
she stares intently at the screen for a moment before rapidly saying hello in french, spanish, mandarin, japanese, russian, arabic, irish, swahili, and hungarian. at last she goes for english, and sticks with it; she has a slight irish accent.]
Hello. I assume the most common language here is English, but one can never be too sure. [yeah come on she’s just being practical. because one small girl just shoving all those languages in your face isn't weird enough. anyway:] Interesting set-up here. Not sure I buy into it yet, even with the monsters. [really she is just trying to milk you guys for information. she totally buys it, and she has totally been killing monsters all morning. and anyway, she can feel it in her bones that she’s in the wrong world.
she pauses, head cocked to the side as she listens for anything that might try to creep upon her. she is also casually trying to figure out how to work this device because technology. the following words are said quickly, clipped:]
If this actually works—I am looking for a woman named Joan. She has dark hair and grey eyes. Looks about twenty years old. [another pause. her nostrils flare as she inhales deeply. this is added almost as an afterthought.] And also a set of twins—their names are Sophie and Josh. They’re blonde, blue-eyed, just fifteen years old. They are all in danger, and I need to find them.
[abruptly, the arm holding the tablet drops to her side, and it isn’t turned off. she swears in what sounds like gaelic.]
This place stinks of rot and foul beasts. Joan... gods, I hope she doesn't try to make friends with the wolves.
[ooc; please fill out her permissions post! and tags will come after i finish writing this essay.]
she stares intently at the screen for a moment before rapidly saying hello in french, spanish, mandarin, japanese, russian, arabic, irish, swahili, and hungarian. at last she goes for english, and sticks with it; she has a slight irish accent.]
Hello. I assume the most common language here is English, but one can never be too sure. [yeah come on she’s just being practical. because one small girl just shoving all those languages in your face isn't weird enough. anyway:] Interesting set-up here. Not sure I buy into it yet, even with the monsters. [really she is just trying to milk you guys for information. she totally buys it, and she has totally been killing monsters all morning. and anyway, she can feel it in her bones that she’s in the wrong world.
she pauses, head cocked to the side as she listens for anything that might try to creep upon her. she is also casually trying to figure out how to work this device because technology. the following words are said quickly, clipped:]
If this actually works—I am looking for a woman named Joan. She has dark hair and grey eyes. Looks about twenty years old. [another pause. her nostrils flare as she inhales deeply. this is added almost as an afterthought.] And also a set of twins—their names are Sophie and Josh. They’re blonde, blue-eyed, just fifteen years old. They are all in danger, and I need to find them.
[abruptly, the arm holding the tablet drops to her side, and it isn’t turned off. she swears in what sounds like gaelic.]
This place stinks of rot and foul beasts. Joan... gods, I hope she doesn't try to make friends with the wolves.
[ooc; please fill out her permissions post! and tags will come after i finish writing this essay.]
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[adam looks twenty five, this is just gonna be a vague immortal pissing contest, isn't it.]
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Where was your favorite?
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Yours?
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I don't know your name.
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hell yes she wants to go for a drink]
Sure.
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As soon as I find a damn bar in this place, I can text you the directions.
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I'll look forward to it.
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Well then, it's a date.
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she is silently judging you hardcore over here even though she's hung up]