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Characters: Edie Sedgwick, Donna Noble - OPEN
Rating: PG
Time Period: Modern
Location: Castle Interior, Sitting Room
Relative Date: Late afternoon on the day of arrival, after this
Status: Finished
Things were starting to get very strange around here. They had started off strange, but now they were more than Edie could handle. She'd left the people she'd met in the halls, and took off on her own. Now, she wasn't sure that was such a safe idea, even though the man with half a face was very scary -- it might have been a better idea to stick together.
Exploring the castle had turned out to be just as frightening, if not more than running into them. Edie had discovered a thick and obvious trail of blood. She took off in the opposite direction from it. She knew enough to know whatever was at the end of that trail was not something she wanted to see.
Edie was chain smoking now, not noticing she was leaving a thin trail of ash everywhere she turned. She found a few vases here and there to leave her butts in. If was trying to hide from whatever or whoever was creeping and crawling in the castle, she wasn't doing a very good job.
She was ready to give up. She wasn't sure what she was fighting against right now, but it seemed very important, and she wasn't sure she was up to it. She walked into an open sitting room, and over to an over stuffed chair. She quickly, and dramatically flung herself onto the chair, collapsing into tears.
Rating: PG
Time Period: Modern
Location: Castle Interior, Sitting Room
Relative Date: Late afternoon on the day of arrival, after this
Status: Finished
Things were starting to get very strange around here. They had started off strange, but now they were more than Edie could handle. She'd left the people she'd met in the halls, and took off on her own. Now, she wasn't sure that was such a safe idea, even though the man with half a face was very scary -- it might have been a better idea to stick together.
Exploring the castle had turned out to be just as frightening, if not more than running into them. Edie had discovered a thick and obvious trail of blood. She took off in the opposite direction from it. She knew enough to know whatever was at the end of that trail was not something she wanted to see.
Edie was chain smoking now, not noticing she was leaving a thin trail of ash everywhere she turned. She found a few vases here and there to leave her butts in. If was trying to hide from whatever or whoever was creeping and crawling in the castle, she wasn't doing a very good job.
She was ready to give up. She wasn't sure what she was fighting against right now, but it seemed very important, and she wasn't sure she was up to it. She walked into an open sitting room, and over to an over stuffed chair. She quickly, and dramatically flung herself onto the chair, collapsing into tears.