※ nine [dictated]
[For a few minutes, most people will hear absolutely nothing. Those with keen hearing might be able to hear a whisper of a woman breathing but, nothing more. If you haven't passed over this journal entry yet you'll finally catch something; the sound of a window shattering. You can hear a small whoosh, followed by the sound of something flying through the air. The sound of metal meeting metal rings throughout the room before a woman exhales two words in frustration.]
Her skin... [Her opponent speaks up, sounding deceptively innocent.]
Oh? I seem to have picked the wrong room. Well, I suppose that's fine. It looks like I found something interesting here after all.
[Something metallic shoots through the air. You can hear boots clicking against the floor, the woman is trying to get away from whatever it is after her, but the sound dies out quickly. The wind wooshes loudly and then it's quiet again.]
[ooc; This is part of the Riful of the West plot!]
Her skin... [Her opponent speaks up, sounding deceptively innocent.]
Oh? I seem to have picked the wrong room. Well, I suppose that's fine. It looks like I found something interesting here after all.
[Something metallic shoots through the air. You can hear boots clicking against the floor, the woman is trying to get away from whatever it is after her, but the sound dies out quickly. The wind wooshes loudly and then it's quiet again.]
[ooc; This is part of the Riful of the West plot!]