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六 [text]
[Xia awakens with a jolt - the last thing she remembers is dying. The memory is so clear, so vivid it's like she's reliving it all over again. There was pain, blood, a giant...thing.
She moves to get up, and...
She's naked. Why is she naked.
With shaking hands, she picks up her device (after donning a bathrobe).]
Where are my clothes?
[Then...in a ( Read more... ) -
五 [open commentlog]
[Currently, Xia is up on the very top deck, seated beneath what looks like a cherry tree. It’s one of Xia’s more frivolous tattoos coming to use, and her back is resting gently against it as she sketches random things, and there’s a book on English verbs sitting by her side along with a charcoal set. She practically screams ‘BOTHER ME!’] -
四 [text]
While using this...contraption as a sole means for communication on this ship has come in handy, I would prefer it if I were able to converse verbally.
[Perfectionist that she is, she cannot STAND the fact that she can't speak Engrish. It's driving her insane.]
Is there someone out there that might be able to assist in tutoring me in the basics ( Read more... ) -
三 text//open commentlog//4th wall day!
I am glad that is over and done.
[Xia will be trolling the halls, and is...pretty much available anywhere you want to find her. She has her comm, so comminucation will be easy \o/] -
一 [voice//video]
((Voice = chinese.))
[The feed cuts on with dizzying video - the room is spinning as the user examines the device and speaks in a language that few will likely understand, and for a brief moment, you get a close up view of an ornamental gown.
The comm is shook then pressed against the user’s ear, giving a decent view of some of the ornaments in her ( Read more... )
