Voice Post

[she_dove_off]

[hard sobbing and gasping, and small creaks and taps from small boats being tied together]

...dear G-God...dear God, p-please...please...

...Our f-Father...who art in-in Heaven...hallowed be thy n-name...thy kingdom come...thy w-will...b-be done...in earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our d-daily bread. And forgive us our t-trespasses...[

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[frimeur]

I say, I'd offer a decent rondo to lift the spirits, but my fingers... they're not cooperating anymore.

[ooc: enter the violinist bandleader~]

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[she_dove_off]

[sniffles, hugging herself and looks over..]

...My name is Leeloo...Leeloo Carmichael...

[ooc: Awww ♥ ]

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[frimeur]

[keeps his violin close to him, looking about at the wreckage.] Mon dieu.... And we're heading back.... no?

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[she_dove_off]

[sniffs, looking out herself]

We -have- to...w-we can't -leave- them out there...do you hear 'em..? We can't.

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[e_for_short]

It's best to calm down, dahling. Panicking will not help those who are in trouble.

[Action]

[she_dove_off]

B-But they...they won't..turn around..!

Th-they won't..[sniff]--go b-back...

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[e_for_short]

[Looks over the crewman steering the boat, looks pointed and calmly yet firmly speaks to him.]

Either you organize these boats or I shall, dahling. Those people are dying and it is within our power to at least save some of them.

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[she_dove_off]

[sniffles, rubbing her nose, and looks out at where the ship once was]

It's so cold...