[The decor is highly unorthodox, as is the clothing, but at the very least she's done some research on the subject of Asian cultures and knows enough to identify things (to a very small extent.) When Evelyn shows herself on the screen, she's wearing an appropriately modest yukata, hair in a neat bun, an expression of concern on her face.Has anyone ( Read more... )

Evelyn refuses to follow the White Rabbit. There is something wholly unnerving about its sharp teeth, and despite her irrepressible curiosity she's learned a little something about curbing her eagerness to jump into the fray. That, and she wouldn't want someone completely opposite her running willy-nilly. Someone might mistake her mirror for her ( Read more... )

Hello?

[The audio crackles, buzzes into the correct tuning, and there's the click of a dial. A distinctive, very proper, English voice speaks over the comm unit. At least she's familiar with radio enough to manage this much.]

Is anyone there? This is...my name is Evelyn Carnahan, and this is not Cairo or Hamunaptra.

[A pause.]

I don't know ( Read more... )