first hymn ♫ what a sad song to sing
[The journal picks the sound of a delicately-gloved hand flipping through the pages, and then a soft gasp as someone finds her name-- and her handwriting-- inside the journal.]
What kind of diary is this?
[There are voices coming from it. She waits for them to stop, and then, despite her reservations, reports in a cool and calm voice:]
This is Locrian Sergeant Tear Grants. If anyone can hear this message, please respond. My precise location is unknown. I request assistance in the form of information.
[A moment, and a sigh.]
I'll take this with me for now.
[Rather than wait around for someone to rescue her, Tear can be found wandering the castle cautiously, pointed staff in one hand, journal in the other. She has yet to see any ghosts, but as soon as she does...]
[ooc: Forward-dated to Wednesday morning ♥]
What kind of diary is this?
[There are voices coming from it. She waits for them to stop, and then, despite her reservations, reports in a cool and calm voice:]
This is Locrian Sergeant Tear Grants. If anyone can hear this message, please respond. My precise location is unknown. I request assistance in the form of information.
[A moment, and a sigh.]
I'll take this with me for now.
[Rather than wait around for someone to rescue her, Tear can be found wandering the castle cautiously, pointed staff in one hand, journal in the other. She has yet to see any ghosts, but as soon as she does...]
[ooc: Forward-dated to Wednesday morning ♥]