A ACTION ♌ 1645 Albright Lane
[It's a bright morning in 1645 Albright Lane. The snow is clean and sparkling outside. The woman laying in bed beside her husband is peaceful, deceptively so. It's calm. Quiet.]
Ah!
[There's a thump, then another, the confused words of a suddenly awoken husband who found himself on the floor and the hissing of a what was once an adult troll now finding themselves in a human body. If anyone should walk through the door, Disciple is crouched in the corner of the room, nightgown and all, baring her ineffectual blunt teeth and nails at the human. Oops.]
B PHONE
[Assuming someone taught her how to work this phone]
I don't really know what to say. I'm pink and pale and my hair is the wrong color and I don't really feel like myself in this body. Um. If anyone out there knows a jade blood or a yellow blood troll...could you let me know. [Disciple pulls the phone back to stare at it for a moment] ...How do I even know if this is working... [She looks out the window at the light and frowns] And it's daytime and it looks like I'll go blind if I go out there.