† II †
[it never took Monica long to find the person she's taken an interest in... stalking, so to speak, and it certainly remained the case this night. after all, the mark didn't exactly live in the most subtle of locales.
at this moment in time, she will fade through the walls, glaring down at the person she had oh-so carefully tailed.]
Well, aren't you an interesting one.
What the-- [looking around] Who said that? Who's there?
[chuckle] Behind you.
[leaps up and out of her chair, spinning around] I don't see anyone...
[and that's when Monica will reach out and touch her prey's shoulder...]
[instinctively reaches up to grab that hand] Show your face already!
...no. [journal shut]
at this moment in time, she will fade through the walls, glaring down at the person she had oh-so carefully tailed.]
Well, aren't you an interesting one.
What the-- [looking around] Who said that? Who's there?
[chuckle] Behind you.
[leaps up and out of her chair, spinning around] I don't see anyone...
[and that's when Monica will reach out and touch her prey's shoulder...]
[instinctively reaches up to grab that hand] Show your face already!
...no. [journal shut]