Jan 27, 2011 17:25
[Daphne is sitting on a low wall next to what seems to be a cafe. There's an empty plate next to her and she's swishing around some unidentified coffee drink in the bottom of her glass mug. It must be one of those nicer little places.]
So.
I guess this place does not suck as much as I thought.
Sure! Little cramped, and it sucks to be stuck on this side of the Atlantic….And I know I'm going to there's going to come a day where I will go stir crazy and have to do a few hundred loops around the island to not lose my mind in some moment of island caused claustrophobia…
But. It doesn't suck that bad.
[Beat.]
You know, turns out? Major "powers in-crowd" focused companies have alternate universe carry over, no references required.
Who knew? [She shrugs. Clearly, she's not worried by the fact that she's joined yet another morally questionable company, even though she probably really should be….Or at least that's how she appears at the moment.]
Clearly, some of you guys have just got your issues to work through, and a lot of them.[ Said pointedly, as if speaking to a very small child, and then she pauses, making a face at someone passing by, probably because they stopped to look at her for talking to what appeared to be herself, and she glares after them until they leave...Then she continues on normally as if nothing happened. ]
Sure isn't Paris, but it's kind of growing on me.
c: franz d'epinay,
c: gabriel/the trickster,
!: daphne millbrook