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[It's obvious that Konan has just woken up. Despite the calm, almost aloof expression and the stiff pose, she's resting on her bed sitting upright, keeping the screen focused on her face.]
It has been some time since I have thought to use this...hasn't it? My apologies.
[There's a distant quality to her voice, and her golden eyes scour the screen, as if looking for answers that do not actually exist.]
It matters little. This place has not changed overmuch, except that faces have changed...
[Behind her, a shadow creeps down the wall - hair. Long strands of matted, damp black hair slowly down from the ceiling and creep silently along the wall towards the head of her bed. Konan doesn't move, but her eyes slip to the corner, then back. She knows they are there, and seems ready to defend herself.
By now the hair has reached the top of the bed and her expression grows grim.]
Please, excuse me.
It has been some time since I have thought to use this...hasn't it? My apologies.
[There's a distant quality to her voice, and her golden eyes scour the screen, as if looking for answers that do not actually exist.]
It matters little. This place has not changed overmuch, except that faces have changed...
[Behind her, a shadow creeps down the wall - hair. Long strands of matted, damp black hair slowly down from the ceiling and creep silently along the wall towards the head of her bed. Konan doesn't move, but her eyes slip to the corner, then back. She knows they are there, and seems ready to defend herself.
By now the hair has reached the top of the bed and her expression grows grim.]
Please, excuse me.