oo1 [ action // accidental voice ]

[fourteen]

[ Waking up in a forest in a white sundress when it's cold and snowing is no fun at all, especially when she is dead certain she's not supposed to be here at all. She's clutching the journal she found to her chest as she makes her slow way through the trees, shivering violently. Every so often she stops and sets the journal down so she can cast a Fire spell to try and warm her hands a bit. She's desperate to find some shelter, anywhere she can get out of this cold and just have a moment to think through what the heck is happening here.

But she has no idea where she's going, and finally she stops, letting a few particularly hard shivers pass before she looks down at the journal in her arms. Her musings are a little muddled by her teeth chattering, yes. ]

I don't understand... I'm n-n-not supposed to be here, and I don't even know what happened to my clothes, or what this little book is for.

[ And she glances over her shoulder, frowning softly. ]

And I've g-g-got these wings ... last time I checked, I definitely didn't have wings.

[ Heaving a sigh, she hugs the journal close to her chest again, and rubs a hand up and down one arm, staring at the sky. ]

W-W-What's going on...?

(ooc; I tried, but alas. spoilers abound in comments!)

Comments

voice;

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

Heh. I'd say to welcome to Luceti, but I'm gonna guess you already got that.

voice;

[fourteen]

Yeah, I did. I still don't really understand what's going on, but right now I just want to get out of the cold.

voice;

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

Not dressed for the weather, poppet?

voice;

[fourteen]

No! I don't know where my coat went, I woke up in this white dress and I don't even know how.

voice;

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

Same way you got those pretty little wings.

voice;

[fourteen]

... and what way is that?

voice;

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

The guys who brought us here gave 'em to us.

voice;

[fourteen]

"The guys" ...? Do you know who did this?!

voice;

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

I know of them, yeah.

voice;

[fourteen]

... what do you mean? Who are they, anyway?

Re: voice;

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

They're called the Malnosso. Creepy scientist types, mostly.

voice;

[fourteen]

[ paaaaause. so much dnw, here. ] What do they want with us?

voice;

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

No one really knows.

voice;

[fourteen]

I don't like the sound of this. Especially not the "creepy" part.

voice;

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

And here I haven't even gotten into the good stuff yet.

voice;

[fourteen]

Good stuff? Do I even want to know?

voice;

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

Experiments, poppet. Stock and trade of all scientists.

voice;

[fourteen]

[ thank you for telling me the exact last thing I wanted to hear, that's so totally awesome ]

What kinds of experiments?

voice;

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

All sorts of weird things.

voice;

[fourteen]

Well, like what?

voice;

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

Stick around long enough and you'll see.

voice;

[fourteen]

Can't you just tell me? I don't think I'd like a surprise, if it came from them.

voice;

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

Enh, go ask the kid. He's been here for enough of them.

voice;

[fourteen]

... "the kid?"

voice;

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

Sora.