[030 - voice/action]
[The journal clicks into gear, recording the quiet tap-tap-tap of Buffy's fingernails against its spine. She has been sitting near her bedroom window for the majority of the day. Housemates or those passing outside can approach at will--especially since she's looking quite curiously out at what she can see of the village from her room. She's got questions in her eyes.]
Hey, guys? [She turns her attention back to the book held against her knees.] Does anyone know if that big lake freezes over during winter?
[Nearby and laid out on her bed are a pair of white figure skates. On the bright pink blade guards, the initials B. S. are written in what looks like a black permanent marker. Someone's finally found a cherished object from home.]
Hey, guys? [She turns her attention back to the book held against her knees.] Does anyone know if that big lake freezes over during winter?
[Nearby and laid out on her bed are a pair of white figure skates. On the bright pink blade guards, the initials B. S. are written in what looks like a black permanent marker. Someone's finally found a cherished object from home.]