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mayfield_rpg2012-03-16 11:39 am
ragazzamento) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-03-16 11:39 am
Entry tags:
† First Post; Action; Phone
A: Locked to residents of 1447 Mitchell Road; Morning
[Romana is alert as soon as she wakes up, her eyes wide and her metaphorical tail bushy. And then there's a large crash from her bedroom as she tumbles out of bed, instantly in a defensive positioned. This isn't her camp, this isn't one of Prussia's places, or anything she remembers France or Spain having, and it isn't her own land. That means panic.
But still, she tries to be sneaky. Creeping down the stairs as if that crash never happened, still staring at the strange nightclothes she's wearing she misses the string of photographs placing her as a member of this family. She also misses seeing the table holding the phone, running into and knocking it over with another crash. Romana jumps back, startled.
Then unknown to her it dials out, calling the town as Romana leans down to hesitantly poke it.]
B: Phone; Morning
What is this... Some strange piece of art I guess... weird sculpture.
[She calls out to the house, trying to sound brave, phone still in her hands] Hello? Is anyone here? I... Francia, if this is you, I'm going to kick your ass, I will!
I was going to do it anyway, but I'll do it now if I have to! And Spanga if this is yours it won't work, I'm independent now! I'm almost complete, and I'm not coming back, because I have very important things to do!
[Romana is alert as soon as she wakes up, her eyes wide and her metaphorical tail bushy. And then there's a large crash from her bedroom as she tumbles out of bed, instantly in a defensive positioned. This isn't her camp, this isn't one of Prussia's places, or anything she remembers France or Spain having, and it isn't her own land. That means panic.
But still, she tries to be sneaky. Creeping down the stairs as if that crash never happened, still staring at the strange nightclothes she's wearing she misses the string of photographs placing her as a member of this family. She also misses seeing the table holding the phone, running into and knocking it over with another crash. Romana jumps back, startled.
Then unknown to her it dials out, calling the town as Romana leans down to hesitantly poke it.]
B: Phone; Morning
What is this... Some strange piece of art I guess... weird sculpture.
[She calls out to the house, trying to sound brave, phone still in her hands] Hello? Is anyone here? I... Francia, if this is you, I'm going to kick your ass, I will!
I was going to do it anyway, but I'll do it now if I have to! And Spanga if this is yours it won't work, I'm independent now! I'm almost complete, and I'm not coming back, because I have very important things to do!