001
I've finally calmed down enough to actually write on this journal. Waking up in a strange apartment with wings suddenly attached to your back and wearing clothes that don't belong to you is not a pleasant experience. Especially since I don't sleep, hence I don't really do much waking up.
After asking around, I discover that being in this Luceti place reduces a person's abilities by about half. It explains why there isn't a hole in the wall where I threw a table at it. Unfortunately, the same can't be said for the condition of the poor table.
[Rosalie suddenly lets out a panicked gasp and quickly looks at herself in the mirror. She breathes a sigh of relief and for the first time is glad that beauty is not considered a vampire ability.]
Well, if I'm going to be living here, I might as well look good, and looking good means owning more than one piece of clothing.
[Rosalie heads over to a clothing shop after being informed that there's no need for money in Luceti.
She starts looking at the clothes.]
[Accidental Voice]
What kind of clothes do they sell here? Wait a minute, are these hand me downs?
[She coldly taps a hapless Filial on the shoulder.]
[Accidental Voice (said loudly)]
Excuse me, can I please talk to your manager?
[ooc: Is anyone willing to calm her down before she causes an *ahem* situation? Risk giving her a warm welcome to Luceti? Perhaps tell her she's pretty. I'm sure she'd like that.]
After asking around, I discover that being in this Luceti place reduces a person's abilities by about half. It explains why there isn't a hole in the wall where I threw a table at it. Unfortunately, the same can't be said for the condition of the poor table.
[Rosalie suddenly lets out a panicked gasp and quickly looks at herself in the mirror. She breathes a sigh of relief and for the first time is glad that beauty is not considered a vampire ability.]
Well, if I'm going to be living here, I might as well look good, and looking good means owning more than one piece of clothing.
[Rosalie heads over to a clothing shop after being informed that there's no need for money in Luceti.
She starts looking at the clothes.]
[Accidental Voice]
What kind of clothes do they sell here? Wait a minute, are these hand me downs?
[She coldly taps a hapless Filial on the shoulder.]
[Accidental Voice (said loudly)]
Excuse me, can I please talk to your manager?
[ooc: Is anyone willing to calm her down before she causes an *ahem* situation? Risk giving her a warm welcome to Luceti? Perhaps tell her she's pretty. I'm sure she'd like that.]