Mar 10, 2010 23:51
[In downtown LA, you will see a woman dressed in black save for a red scarf wandering the city. She's holding her journal open and staring down at it curiously.]
My flight to New York was canceled without any explanation.
[Elektra watches as the words copy themselves unto the book. She continues speaking as if to test the journal.]
When I woke up this evening, this journal was next to me. It copies down everything I say. What else does it do?
[She frowns, slightly disappointed by the lack of an answer.]
[ooc; Totally open. Feel free to bump into her or explain to her what's going on.]
elektra natachios,
!intro