Third Arrow [Accidental Voice]
[There's a yawn as Rebecca sits up, not noticing that the journal just fell on the ground, open. What follows is a frantic, almost cute Dyne complaining. There is no Rebecca. There is only...Rebyne!]
Oh, no.
Oh, no.
I'm a guy! Oh, gross....Ah....w-wait...I'm that guy who took me to the armory. W-what's going on? Lyn? Ah...t-this is so disgusting. Look at me! I must be older than Harken...ah...ah...
[He might start to cry. D:]
[OOC; Backdated to a more normal wake-up time.]
Oh, no.
Oh, no.
I'm a guy! Oh, gross....Ah....w-wait...I'm that guy who took me to the armory. W-what's going on? Lyn? Ah...t-this is so disgusting. Look at me! I must be older than Harken...ah...ah...
[He might start to cry. D:]
[OOC; Backdated to a more normal wake-up time.]