Sep 15, 2010 21:22
[ It’s the late afternoon and the video feed shows this young woman biting her bottom lip as she tinkers with this new device. She raises her sunglasses up, pushing them back into her hair. Bi-colored eyes are struggling to see if the NV is recording. When she sees that it is, the sunglasses are back down and the NV is pulled a bit back so that whoever is watching can have a better view. ]
Good, this thing isn’t broken.
[ She’s walking around the abandoned diamond field in no particular direction as she’s holding her NV in one hand and has a pistol in the other. Don’t mind her if you see her looking over her shoulder every few minutes. A girl has to watch her back because who knows what could happen after waking up in such an odd place. It doesn't help that she’s feeling extra trigger happy since arriving here some minutes ago. ]
For a minute I thought I was going to have to wait here like some damsel in distress, waiting for some idiot on a white horse.
[ But don’t let the snark or the missile launcher on her back intimidate you or anything. She’s just a little cranky at waking up somewhere unfamiliar, that’s all. ]
Hello? Is anyone on this network?
[ She tilts her head slightly, raising an eyebrow. ]
What does a charming gal like me have to do to get the 411 around here?
c: franz d'epinay,
†: lady,
c: adachi tohru,
†: mamoru takatori,
†: sir crocodile