[ Alisha, with her
mask, stares angrily at the camera, waiting for something to happen. When it doesn't (in the shape of Nathan's lanky form and his curly hair), she sighs in frustration and rolls her eyes. She is, actually, really freaking out over this. After what they did to the milk boy? Waking up in a strange place and watching a network that makes no utter sense is really starting to freak her the fuck out.
So, she does what she does best. And lashes out. At what she assumes is Nathan and his elaborate prank. Hear her British accent roar. ] Seriously, Nathan? This isn't funny. Not after Laktowhateverthefuck. [ Shittiest power, ever, by the way. If she could be bothered to say it properly. She pauses for a moment, gaining no response from the immortal bastard. Typical. ] Where the fuck is Kelly? Did you displace her, too? [ Not that she'd believe that for a second, but mentioning Kelly might get him to give up the act sooner rather than later. ]
I want my phone back. This thing is a piece of shit.