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[Unfortunately, she didn't think to read the letter before opening her present.]
This is great. I didn't think I'd actually get it. I would have preferred a bike...but...I guess this kind of makes up for it.
[Just then, residence of 1664 Nelson St. and the surrounding houses might hear a single shot from a semiautomatic. How she managed shooting her eye out with a Tommy gun, no one knows. But she did. And now she's laying in a pool of her own blood.
Merry Christmas, Kyrie. Try to keep Fran away from her bodywherever she is.]
This is great. I didn't think I'd actually get it. I would have preferred a bike...but...I guess this kind of makes up for it.
[Just then, residence of 1664 Nelson St. and the surrounding houses might hear a single shot from a semiautomatic. How she managed shooting her eye out with a Tommy gun, no one knows. But she did. And now she's laying in a pool of her own blood.
Merry Christmas, Kyrie. Try to keep Fran away from her body
[After going over and over the copy of the Handbook that Manka left in her mailbox. She picks up the phone.]
So, is there anyone out there who want to try explaining the "Handbook for New Citizens of Our Glorious and Free Haven for the workers spirit" to me? I've gone over it a bunch of times, but there's a couple things that bug me about it.
I know all the questions I have were probably answered before, but I've been pretty busy. The drones work you hard here. They like go out every other night.
[Filtered to Kyrie]
[Later that day, Shirley's grabs a snack and goes looking for her not!mom.]
Yo, Kyrie~! I have a few questions for you!
So, is there anyone out there who want to try explaining the "Handbook for New Citizens of Our Glorious and Free Haven for the workers spirit" to me? I've gone over it a bunch of times, but there's a couple things that bug me about it.
I know all the questions I have were probably answered before, but I've been pretty busy. The drones work you hard here. They like go out every other night.
[Filtered to Kyrie]
[Later that day, Shirley's grabs a snack and goes looking for her not!mom.]
Yo, Kyrie~! I have a few questions for you!
( [Action for 1664 Nelson St.] )
[Later, on the phone.]
This whole thing has to be too good to be true. There has to be some sort of catch right?
I mean I want to believe this, but at the same time, something doesn't sound right. I mean how did some place that makes cereal even know know what I lost when I came here? Maybe it's all just some weird coincidence. I mean the "Familiar" is probably just a stuffed animal or something.
Maybe I should just try it anyway...I was getting kind of hungry anyway.
[Later, on the phone.]
This whole thing has to be too good to be true. There has to be some sort of catch right?
I mean I want to believe this, but at the same time, something doesn't sound right. I mean how did some place that makes cereal even know know what I lost when I came here? Maybe it's all just some weird coincidence. I mean the "Familiar" is probably just a stuffed animal or something.
Maybe I should just try it anyway...I was getting kind of hungry anyway.
[Shirley wakes up half asleep as usual, considering that her morning actions are pre-programed, including undressing, she doesn't notice the change in scenery let alone the costume change. After she gets ready to get dressed, she notices that her uniform is gone.]
Is this some sort of joke? Hey, Lucchini, did you do something with my clo-- [She looks out the window.]
I'm in...Liberion? But how? Wasn't I just in Britannia yesterday. Yeah this has to be some sort of dream, it has to be. Because there's no way I could have ended up back home overnight.
[She throws on one of the dresses and goes downstairs. She picks up the phone and dials the operator...you know if there was one.]
Hello? Hi, my name is Charlotte E. Yeager. Could someone patch me through to the nearest Liberion Army base? I would call them myself...but...it's been so long that I kinda forgot the direct line to the 363rd fighter squadron.
((OOC: Tags will be slow due to the internet issues I've been having. I'll tag back when I can.))
Is this some sort of joke? Hey, Lucchini, did you do something with my clo-- [She looks out the window.]
I'm in...Liberion? But how? Wasn't I just in Britannia yesterday. Yeah this has to be some sort of dream, it has to be. Because there's no way I could have ended up back home overnight.
[She throws on one of the dresses and goes downstairs. She picks up the phone and dials the operator...you know if there was one.]
Hello? Hi, my name is Charlotte E. Yeager. Could someone patch me through to the nearest Liberion Army base? I would call them myself...but...it's been so long that I kinda forgot the direct line to the 363rd fighter squadron.
((OOC: Tags will be slow due to the internet issues I've been having. I'll tag back when I can.))
