.001 [[ Voice ]]

May 05, 2009 10:34

-The voice that is apparent after a momentary brush of static is cultured and quiet, lightly accented. It is also carefully neutral, to avoid showing any improper emotion-

...This place. This building...it reeks of age, the paper on the walls is yellowed with age. Where am I? I was not where before, I know that much

-A soft intake of breath-

--Pain? Where are you? Were we separated somehow during the battle? I don't understand how...-

-her voice loses that wondering tone and becomes more clipped with determination-

...Dwelling like this is pointless. Finding out where I am is my first priority... I would like to think I am competent enough to keep myself from being kidnapped in the midst of such events and wasting my partner's time.

I am needed elsewhere...I don't have time to remain here, lost. If necessary, I will defend myself to return to where I am needed.

-Voice drops, speaking softly now-

...If someone could assist me, I would be appreciative.

first post, lost, not home anymore, where am i

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