[ 002 ] [ Audio - English // Commentlog ]

Jul 30, 2011 21:10

[Sitting on the edge of the thermal pools is Grapple, a sombre expression on her face and her journal in her hand.]

Y'know, I never had much of a home. And whatever I find I kinda just... lose again. Kinda getting sick of it.

[Welp, someone is feeling down. She sighs and forces herself to pep up a bit.]

Still, I'm alive. Saved again from whatever the crap is wrecking everything this time around. Heh.

[And failing. Probably a good time to wrap it up.]

Hang in there, everyone. You're alive for a reason. We've just got to find out what.

[Grapple stops there, tosses the journal out of waters way and slips into the pool, her body changing in colour, pattern, tone and lighting to match the stone work at her back. At a glance, she wouldn't be there at all. Grapple is perfectly camouflaged against her surroundings.]

ugh, this isn't funny, this sucks, why yes this is my pouty face

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