Welcome to Hell! [Closed, Incomplete]
Who: Beth Turner (blonde_reporter) and L Lawliet (york_pattie)
What: Showing the Newbie around
Where: Docks, then around town
When: Morning of Day 115
Beth took one look at the journal, and shrugged. She was helping this new guy, whatever his name was, she forgot to ask, and she was recieving information on a newbie. She would report to Kira, get some money taken off her rent, and tell Hiruma anything she knew about him, if it was interesting, and get electricity. Killing three birds with one stone.
She walked out of her newly found room, and down the stairs and out the door. She kept her journal in her room, but carried her laptop and iPhone with her. It was her only thing that reminded her of home; and of Mick, so she couldn't afford to lose any of her valuables.
She strode towards the docks, pushing her blonde locks out of her face. She was wearing a knee length skirt of pale rose, and a nice-fitting blue blouse. She was wishing for normal clothes, jeans, cami's, and everything else. But they were non-existant. At least, here they were.
Once in the docks, she looked around, realizing she had no idea how to call out to him. "Hey, Newbie! I'm the one you talked to in the journals!" She called out, walking slowly, trying to hear through the bustering commotion coming from the docks.
What: Showing the Newbie around
Where: Docks, then around town
When: Morning of Day 115
Beth took one look at the journal, and shrugged. She was helping this new guy, whatever his name was, she forgot to ask, and she was recieving information on a newbie. She would report to Kira, get some money taken off her rent, and tell Hiruma anything she knew about him, if it was interesting, and get electricity. Killing three birds with one stone.
She walked out of her newly found room, and down the stairs and out the door. She kept her journal in her room, but carried her laptop and iPhone with her. It was her only thing that reminded her of home; and of Mick, so she couldn't afford to lose any of her valuables.
She strode towards the docks, pushing her blonde locks out of her face. She was wearing a knee length skirt of pale rose, and a nice-fitting blue blouse. She was wishing for normal clothes, jeans, cami's, and everything else. But they were non-existant. At least, here they were.
Once in the docks, she looked around, realizing she had no idea how to call out to him. "Hey, Newbie! I'm the one you talked to in the journals!" She called out, walking slowly, trying to hear through the bustering commotion coming from the docks.