Nov 15, 2010 15:31
Uh. The ship's still working, right? It doesn't feel...
[Muttered to herself:] Life support's still on. I think.
Calm down, girl.
[There is a crackling sound as the communicator is set down, then some shuffling, and a very prominent thud. Have some swearing intermingled with Chinese. It takes a while for Saffron to find the communicator again; during that time she can be heard talking very quietly to herself, getting more and more frantic.]
My clothes. Whoever took them is dead.
[((ooc)) That's right, Saffron's wardrobe's gone-as is everything else. The clothes are the more pressing problem, however, as she had just gotten out of bed to go to the bathroom when the lights went out. Cue nightgown-clad, pissy Saffron.
Shortly she will venture angrily out into the corridor with the intention of accosting Fanny, believing she's being singled out for punishment-only to discover that the rest of the barge is apparently affected. After that she'll go wandering in search of someone who seems to know what's happening, so feel free to bump into her spammily on her halting path from level 6. She will stop two floors down, give up and head back to set up camp outside her cabin door.]
flood: dead in the water,
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