01 ↝ When Doves Cry

[filledechance]

And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful house!
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful wife!

{ 949 Beulah Street. Good morning! }

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phone

[gezellighe]

What's wrong?

[filledechance]

I do not know ah... where I am. [sounding every bit as uncertain as she is:] I do not make it a habit to fall asleep in strangers' beds. Unlike some I know... Who is this?

[Yeah don't mind her. Those landlines certainly do mess with voice recognition.]

[gezellighe]

[Her voice sounds familiar, but he just can't tell yet. . .]

Netherlands.

[filledechance]

[That explains the verbose commentary. Frowning, she's doing it.]

...Monaco. [slowly now, nice and steady or you'll pop a vein, princess] What is going on? Where are we? I certainly do not recall signing up for some sort of retreat or whatever this must be.

phone

[ofoz]

I'm afraid it's not.

[filledechance]

Quoi? I mean, what? What do you mean 'it's not'? [obvious deer in headlights is obvious]

[ofoz]

I was answering your question, of course. This is not a joke. In fact, it might just be the exact opposite of a joke.

[filledechance]

Zut. Ah.. Where are we exactly? How long have you been here?

[thisw0rldismine]

It's not a mistake or a joke. You're stuck her like the rest of us with no means of escape.

But that's not to say there isn't a way out...I just haven't been able to find one yet.

[filledechance]

[Well don't you sound assured? Lord, she's used to your kind of man. Sighing, she stared at the carpet - oh God the carpet was hideous, too. So much for collecting her thoughts.]

Excuse me? Monsieur, surely you jest? How can a group of people go to sleep in their beds and wake up in someplace foreign? It makes absolutely no sense.

[thisw0rldismine]

The same way they end up in a different state 'n a different town twenty years into the future. The most popular opinion is everyone was kidnapped after they fell out. But the truth is, no one knows how or why...it just happens.

Oh, 'n speakin' of this place bein' twenty years in the future for me, another popular opinion is this is some kinda alternate dimension of some kind. I kinda almost believe that one with everythin' that's been happenin' here.

[filledechance]

[Ginger child, you are hurting her head space. A few times during his explanation she wants to pipe up but she simply manages to look like a fish out of water, brows knitting together every other word or so]

This... is twenty years in the future for you? No no. Who are you?

[Though the 'it just happens' mentality rubbed her in all of the wrong ways.]

phone

[webfreedomftw]

It's not a joke, unfortunately, Miss. You've been kidnapped, in effect, and you're basically screwed, just like the rest of us. Any specific questions?

[filledechance]

Ah-- [Sort of looks at the tan earpiece before putting it back in place, brow raising]

You sound familiar... [Way to be lame, Monaco. She's under pressure though - and no, it's not simply the tightly coiled curlers doing it.]

[webfreedomftw]

Uh. [So the lady with the hysterics does probably sound familiar for a reason. That's interesting.] Estonia. Republic of.

[filledechance]

Estonia! Oh, there are sensible sorts here. What a relief...

[Pause; realizes he's a bit confused on who she is. Line face.] Monaco. Principality of. [Smirk... not like he can see it.]

[filledechance]

[Monaco was about to take a bit of the quite helpful advice when she looked down at her left hand. Who's to say why she did it other than it being the one thing obstructing her view from the loud pattern of her nightdress. A simple gold band adorned her ring finger.]

I cannot calm down. [lowering her tone to an urgent sounding whisper] Why do I have a wedding band on? I am a lady. I should very well remember something so pertinent!

[filledechance]

[Breathing deeply, she did her best because damn it, if there was anything she disliked it was having to have someone talk her down like a crazy woman. She pressed her forehead to palm and grimaced, just shaking her head at all of this]

This happened to you as well? Just... woke up beside a stranger? [a beat] I am not in immediate danger am I? Should I hide?

[eying the stairs now]