031 [AUDIO//OPEN COMMENTLOG]
[Flip, flip, flip. Evelyn's currently curled up with a book in the library, and she's ... significantly disturbed. If anyone wants to come pester her off-comm, they can feel free to do so.]
Oh G-god I'm gonna c-cry. Christ. What th-th-the hell.
[Pause. She dramatically clears her throat.]
"Under the d-d-dusting of feathers, large purplish b-...bruises were beginning to blossom across the p-p-pale skin of my arm. My eyes f-followed the trail they made up to my sh-sh-shoulder, and then d-down across my ribs. I pulled m-...my hand free to poke at a d-discoloration on my left forearm, watching it fuh-fade where I touched and then reappear."
[Snicker. Snicker.]
Bruises. Br-bruises. She's whining about b-b-bruises f-from sex. Obviously she's never had her b-bones broken --
[Flip flip flippity flip flip flip. She's not actually reading this shit, she's just picking random pages and pointing out disturbing and amusing bits.]
"...h-his strange honey-lilac-and-sun p-p-perfume..."
That's. S-so. Manly. [Giggle.] I like m-my vampires like I like my coffee. Covered in buh-beees.
[More flipping still, and then the audible sound of facepalming.]
"...and th-the nights were n-not long enough to satisfy my n-n-need for Edward."
N-no. Just.
[Amused laughter before she muffles it with her hand.]
Christ. I c-can't do this anymore.
[Cliiiick.]
Oh G-god I'm gonna c-cry. Christ. What th-th-the hell.
[Pause. She dramatically clears her throat.]
"Under the d-d-dusting of feathers, large purplish b-...bruises were beginning to blossom across the p-p-pale skin of my arm. My eyes f-followed the trail they made up to my sh-sh-shoulder, and then d-down across my ribs. I pulled m-...my hand free to poke at a d-discoloration on my left forearm, watching it fuh-fade where I touched and then reappear."
[Snicker. Snicker.]
Bruises. Br-bruises. She's whining about b-b-bruises f-from sex. Obviously she's never had her b-bones broken --
[Flip flip flippity flip flip flip. She's not actually reading this shit, she's just picking random pages and pointing out disturbing and amusing bits.]
"...h-his strange honey-lilac-and-sun p-p-perfume..."
That's. S-so. Manly. [Giggle.] I like m-my vampires like I like my coffee. Covered in buh-beees.
[More flipping still, and then the audible sound of facepalming.]
"...and th-the nights were n-not long enough to satisfy my n-n-need for Edward."
N-no. Just.
[Amused laughter before she muffles it with her hand.]
Christ. I c-can't do this anymore.
[Cliiiick.]