mayfield_rpg | [001] what do you mean it's a "telephone"

1) Action, backdated to this morning (for 951 Beulah)

[Waking up isn't unusual for Garnet at all. Not surprisingly, she wakes up every day in mostly the same way. However, it takes her a nice, long, slow-dawning moment to figure out what's actually wrong with this picture.

Time seems to lag as she takes in the entire room, and her own self, in one extended glance, but it doesn't stop her heart rate from shooting through the roof.

Is this a dream? Was I taken from Alexandria? Was yesterday... just a dream, too?

Fellow house members will probably either be awakened by or made keenly aware of the frenzied, panicked footsteps going back and forth between rooms, accompanied by a girl calling out a handful of names over and over again.]

Steiner? Beatrix? Please, where are you?!

...Zidane...?

2) Action, out in town a few hours later

[By now, it's early afternoon. Garnet's chosen a set of clothes she's deemed tenable for now (though it still feels wrong, like she's unwittingly stolen them from someone else entirely) and has taken to getting the lay of the land now. This place is like a small kingdom as well, but it's only similar to Alexandria in core concept. Everything from the society to the technology to the layout of the area is foreign to her. She still can't decide if this city itself is just strange in its own right, or if she's the real foreigner.

Originally, the idea was that she'd walk around to ease her nerves a bit and see whatever was outside to see, but she seems to have already forgotten about that. Now, she's just wandering on a whim, staring mostly at the sidewalk in front of her and looking completely out of it.

...To the point where she's not really paying attention to where she's walking, and will probably wind up brushing against or full-out colliding with someone from how absorbed in her own thoughts she is.

Also, she's probably singing to herself while she walks, with such determination that even when she gets to the end of the song, she just goes back and starts from the beginning, over and over again.]

Threaded | Flat

[BUMP]

Oh, I'm sorry!

[Garnet's technically the one who did the bumping, but Lyon's just polite like that.]

-After a moment... Dagger's singing is being wordlessly harmonized with by another voice. And not one beside, behind, or in front of her. But instead, it seems to come from above...-

[_{Somewhere in the midst of Lassiter waking up to a strange woman in his bed, trying to locate his guns, and figuring out just exactly where the hell he was, he heard a panicked voice come from upstairs. Wondering if it had belonged to the woman in the bedroom, he headed back upstairs to give her a piece of his mind. NO ONE touches Lassiter's guns, not unless they wanted to risk having a new hole in their head.

You can imagine that he was quite surprised to see someone who couldn't be more than in their late teens, the question is where the hell had she come from. He quickly switched to detective mode when he saw how distressed she was, going from room to room. She was a citizen, a person he vowed to protect when he earned his badge.

Very carefully, he goes up to the girl, laying a firm hand on her shoulder.}] H-Hey! It's okay. I'm a cop. Can you tell me what the problem is?

[Yep. It's your love interest who doesn't look where he is going.] Whoah!

Geez, I'm so sorry....heheh....[Rubs his head and looks at the person he bumped into....

....oh, holy shi...] .......Dagger?!

[And yeah, he might look a little different, since Zidane isn't human and Mayfield takes away all your regains so he looks like a drone with the silly drone hair. This town really sucks]

Edited 2012-03-11 10:14 (UTC)

Sorry, didn't see you there!

[Neville assumes, of course, that he's just being his usual clumsy self]