and mortal men and all things

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Characters: The Disciple and you!
Setting: Room 2-05 and everywhere!
Format: Starting in action, will match!
Summary: The Disciple arrives and goes investigating.
Warnings: None at the moment?

[The Disciple awakes with a start, and panic sets in as she struggles to move for those first moments of being paralyzed. The moment she's free, she springs up and out of the bed in a flurry of sheets and hair. She stares around wildly, wondering if she's been captured despite her caution. In the next few minutes, she finds the letters and reads them, and then locates the chest and changes her clothing.

She slips out of the room cautiously and down the hallway, keeping herself pressed to the wall to keep as out of view as she can. But it's a little hard to hide when there's nothing in the halls to hide behind.]

Comments

[entropied]

[Yup, she sticks out like a sore thumb in all that black. The Handmaid raises her eyebrows, regarding the other troll disdainfully.]

What are you doing?

[evangeleo.livejournal.com]

[It's worth a try anyway! At least shadows work to her advantage. Quit judging her right this instant. She turns to look at the other troll.]

I should think it's obvious. I'm investigating.

[entropied]

You're doing a bad job.

[evangeleo.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the observation. Though I've not really had time enough to investigate to be considered bad at it.

[entropied]

[EYEROLL.]

You aren't doing a good job of sneaking.

[evangeleo.livejournal.com]

You're rather critical. [But she's not letting herself be bother by it.]

It's a little hard to sneak around in empty halls.