[a voice post, it sounds like some of it was cut off]
--ttles it. I'm dead. I mean, I have to be dead. The last thing I remember was that column and...Come on Meg, get it together...
[there's a pause and an intake of breath, an annoyed sigh]
...yeah, pretty much nothing after that. Great. I died like I lived, like a damsel in distress. At least I
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[awkward pause]
Well I can still tell you that you aren't in the Underworld. Did anyone send you a guide?
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[there's a clinking noise]
And money. I think. What a welcome chariot this place has.
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[that she made up. shhhhhh.]
What, would you prefer welcome wagon?
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[which... she is NOT going to get but which Claire thinks is hilarious on her part.]
You don't sound like your typical damsel in distress to me.
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[yup that joke goes RIGHT OVER HER HEAD.]
Trust me. Whenever there's distress, I'm the damsel in that distress. It's not an easy living, but I make do.
Or, I made do. Gotta learn what's in the past and what's in the now, and right now, well...I'm not the woman I used to be. That's for sure. The lack of pulse says it all.
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I'm not exactly concerned about it anyway. If people do look at me weird, so be it. Most people are just rubberneckers anyway.
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You're handling all this better than a lot of people, though.
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Well, I'm not going to curl up in a ball and cry about the whole thing. I'm not that kind of girl.
[no, she's the kind of girl that keeps everything inside.]
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