Oct 06, 2009 11:03
[The Belarusian woman continued down the hallway, gripping a new communicator in her gloved palm with an almost crushing strength.
She had broken one and thrown it out of frustration earlier, walked away, and when she put her hands in her pockets she had found another one. Which proceeded to cause her to stab the wall in anger.
Austria had said that through the device that he could see her.
That meant other people could see her.
WHAT WITCHCRAFT WAS THIS!?!
She found herself in the courtyard, looking around at the grass and scenery before loosening the scarf tucked into her uniform with a heated sigh. It was...so warm outside. The amount of slush around on the ground wasn't nearly cooling enough under the hot sun.]
...It's too hot here...
hate technology,
witchcraft,
lost without brother,
what is this,
too dang hot,
halp,
post event