Feb 21, 2011 19:42
[there's a sort of rustling fabric sound, as well as Nill's familiar fluttering... but it's all echo-y, like she's in a giant... tube... or something.
and those with really, really good ears can hear another skittering noise far away, and Nill can hear it too. she sounds a little out of breath.
she writes with a marker, in big letters.]
HELP [and then, almost as a polite afterthought.] please !
[and then she starts to draw a line... that turns left... and then turns right... and then left... and then another left, right, left, left, right, right, right, left, right, backwards, half-turn, up, left, a squiggle--well, okay, it's just starting to look like a mess of a maze.]
LOST
[[ooc: she's stuck in the Insolitus and may need rescuing. ):]]
nill