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Nov 15, 2009 12:13

[The sound of a breeze is effectively drowning out her exasperated mutterings at first, though her tone raises as she brings the journal a bit closer.]

I honestly don't see the point in giving us these fancy pens if we have the option to speak. Though, I suppose there are writers here who would prefer such a medium...

Donna Troy here. The first day I arrive, it rains, I run into an ex, and get up close and personal views of a few lovely carcasses. Good omens if I've ever seen them!

That being said, flying around aimlessly has proved vexing. If anyone would like to show me where a good place to ...uhm, eat around here is, that would be splendid.

I mean no disrespect to the individuals responsible for my free ... tropical cruise to this Island, but I'm not sure you can call that thing I was on as luxurious. Though, I guess that's why it was free?

[A pause as she flips through more pages]

I feel like I've landed myself on the cover of a romance novel.

And I'm keeping this pen! ... Feather. Feather-pen. It's cute. I've walked into such a mess.

Ω donna troy

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