Who: Jessamine and
somarium Where: Espoir
Style: First please c:
Status: Open open open!
[Jessamine was not pleased. She's currently sitting on a rock, with her parasol lying nearby and she's furiously punching away at the Dreamberry in her hands. She looks a bit disshiveled and worse for wear, with a few strands of hay in her hair. Around her, there may or may not be a few scarecrow pieces littered at her dainty little feet, but that doesn't mean she did that, right? Either way, she's currently muttering at the phone in her hands. She doesn't know what it is and she doesn't know how to use it. Help a lady out?]
Oh, for Angel's sake...Where is Henry when you need him? I don't even know where I am, and I'm getting attacked by vicious scarecrows who shouldn't be moving in the first place...