Jan 18, 2009 21:26
[the first part can't be heard all that well as she is walking towards it. Her voice quickly gets louder]
Where on earth am I?! Father Abel, I understand that you may be absentminded at times to put it nicely, but to leave me behind like this is really too much! And where is Father Tres?! We are expected at Istavan! Whatever excuse you come up with, I pray for your sake that it's good!
...And this place. I don't remember being here before. There's too much light for it to be the Empire, and --
[crunch as she steps on the communicator, then jumps back before picking it up]
Huh? 'Use this.' [pause] Well, maybe I could if I knew how to use it!
[a somewhat resigned sigh]
At least I have my guns.
no it's his fault really,
lost,
father tres,
father abel,
that's not very catholic of you,
fml,
talking to herself (again),
why yes i have issues