Feb 02, 2010 21:56
[The transmission begins with the sound of footsteps, and when Christine speaks, she's evidently annoyed, but anyone listening closely might note that she seems rather afraid, too.]
Oh, parbleu! Pourquoi maintenant? S'il... Mais non, c'est fou.
[And that's it! The transmission cuts off.
Anyone who happens to be wandering deck 8 might notice Christine hurrying towards the elevator with a tray of food, looking around as if she expects something - or someone - to simply pop out of thin air and kidnap her.]
[OOC: The French translates (roughly, I'm working with an online translator, as always) (NEVERMIND CHAT FIXED MY FRENCH. AGAIN.) to: Oh, good Lord! Why now? If he... But no, that's foolish.]
angel of music,
singing songs in my head,
not paranoia when someone's after you,
erik