First Engagment

[ironheadmaiden]

[Action] 5725 Cunningham Lame

[She has awoken, in a bed not her own, in cloths not her own, next to a man who stinks of booze.  With a start she leaps up and minutes later has found a broom to break the handle off of and wield like a sword.  Obviously her guard was terribly inept so she is off looking for an escape]

[Phone]

[While moving downstairs

Comments

Phone

[inababanchou]

A castle made of brass?

[ironheadmaiden]

[Whipping around with her weapon held ready she peers at the space the voice should be coming from]

"Who said that? Where are you?"

[inababanchou]

The phone. Pick up the phone.

[ironheadmaiden]

"Is that your name voice? Phone?"

[inababanchou]

Look for the source of this voice. That object is called the telephone. You can use it to talk to people from far distances, as you and I are doing now.

[ironheadmaiden]

"So... Its some sort of gear work contraption?"

[inababanchou]

You could say that. It's rather convenient.

[ironheadmaiden]

"What does it look like. There is a broken table and several things I knocked over to fashion this broom handle into something halfway usable when I heard your voice."