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[Shirley wakes up half asleep as usual, considering that her morning actions are pre-programed, including undressing, she doesn't notice the change in scenery let alone the costume change. After she gets ready to get dressed, she notices that her uniform is gone.]
Is this some sort of joke? Hey, Lucchini, did you do something with my clo-- [She looks out the window.]
I'm in...Liberion? But how? Wasn't I just in Britannia yesterday. Yeah this has to be some sort of dream, it has to be. Because there's no way I could have ended up back home overnight.
[She throws on one of the dresses and goes downstairs. She picks up the phone and dials the operator...you know if there was one.]
Hello? Hi, my name is Charlotte E. Yeager. Could someone patch me through to the nearest Liberion Army base? I would call them myself...but...it's been so long that I kinda forgot the direct line to the 363rd fighter squadron.
((OOC: Tags will be slow due to the internet issues I've been having. I'll tag back when I can.))
Is this some sort of joke? Hey, Lucchini, did you do something with my clo-- [She looks out the window.]
I'm in...Liberion? But how? Wasn't I just in Britannia yesterday. Yeah this has to be some sort of dream, it has to be. Because there's no way I could have ended up back home overnight.
[She throws on one of the dresses and goes downstairs. She picks up the phone and dials the operator...you know if there was one.]
Hello? Hi, my name is Charlotte E. Yeager. Could someone patch me through to the nearest Liberion Army base? I would call them myself...but...it's been so long that I kinda forgot the direct line to the 363rd fighter squadron.
((OOC: Tags will be slow due to the internet issues I've been having. I'll tag back when I can.))