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Mar 08, 2011 20:04

[ There is a precipitous flicker of an image on screen: A wide-eyed stare accompanying a pale face. The frozen, nearly-lifeless expression almost makes her look corpse-like, before the image is gone before the viewer's eyes. Moments later, again, the device turns on, up close against the palm of a hand, rivers of wrinkles and lines pressed up against the screen. There is no sound coming in the feed as Chane Laforet fumbles with the device, unable to figure it out properly. OOPS OFF AGAIN.

Roughly ten minutes later, some text appears on the network, albeit very slowly. Letter by letter, it shows up, and one might come to the conclusion that the individual behind it must obviously be a very slow typist. ]

It seems |

[ Has your attention span zipped on by, already? "I seem" is typed out, then deleted about ten times, PAINFULLY SLOWLY. She is typing like an effing super old clueless person on an Ipad or something, with one finger, eyes darting around to look for each letter on the keyboard, completely confused by the excessive amounts of symbols everywhere. One day ...she will learn qwerty/home row. ]

It seems they bribe here with shelter and resources. I do not understand. Do those in charge think they can force someone to care about this job...?

† chane laforet | mute girl

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