Jun 16, 2010 17:09
[The comm is dark... but turned on. There's a wet sort sort. And then a peek of light... and floor. The comm is being tugged back and forth.
A young, female, British voice can be heard.]
Nana Two! Give it here!
Nana Two!
OOF!
[The comm is free, still pointed at the floor, now with a pair of boots. Though there is definitely something coating the camera. But it's wiped off with a brown sleeve, and Jane lifts the comm up so she can be seen.]
Um... I didn't mean to turn it on. Nana Two must have accidentally turned it on when she took it from my bag.
I'm very sorry.
p: jane calvin,
r: violet,
r: lewis,
r: captain hook