I. A little silence
[... How strange. This isn't where she was before.
She takes a good look around, face impassive. Master Vincent, Miss Lotti, nowhere to be seen.
She must've been moved, then. And not a note in sight -- a strange journal open on the bed, and a few writing utensils. A bare room. It reminds her a little of the strange room with its curtains and drapes and blank walls. The room where Echo and Noise exist as one and the same, or something like that.
Not one for sentimentality, she does the logical thing. Taking the journal in hand, and a pen in the other, she flips to an empty page, and begins recording what these eyes see.]
Time ; unknown
Location ; unknown
The room is bare and devoid of everything but the necessities. It's a very efficient room. Master Vincent does not seem to be within the premises.
Echo will await orders.
She takes a good look around, face impassive. Master Vincent, Miss Lotti, nowhere to be seen.
She must've been moved, then. And not a note in sight -- a strange journal open on the bed, and a few writing utensils. A bare room. It reminds her a little of the strange room with its curtains and drapes and blank walls. The room where Echo and Noise exist as one and the same, or something like that.
Not one for sentimentality, she does the logical thing. Taking the journal in hand, and a pen in the other, she flips to an empty page, and begins recording what these eyes see.]
Time ; unknown
Location ; unknown
The room is bare and devoid of everything but the necessities. It's a very efficient room. Master Vincent does not seem to be within the premises.
Echo will await orders.