May 09, 2010 01:55
Wandering around the lobby, Hakuba Shiori looks around her, clearly confused by her surroundings and how she ended up in the mansion to begin with. She has a displeased as she reaches into her coat pocket to fish out a watch. The second hand ticks slowly while she scrutinizes the clock face.
"Well, there goes getting home remotely on time," she mumbles, putting her watch back in her pocket. Running a hand through her hair, she sighs and continues to look around. Maybe there's an exit nearby?
((OOC: Please ignore the fail icon.))
hakuba saguru,
[prose],
*au