[voice]

[yatteyanyo]

-It's been a hell of a weird day, hasn't it? And yet with all of this chaos, the watchman of the Charming Murderess hasn't made a peep. Or been seen at all. At least until now. She opens the book to a lot of noise and sounds... groggy?-

Ah... was I asleep? That's strange... -She was capable of sleep. She didn't need it, though, so it was awfully odd that she'd have slept in for almost an entire day. She hops out of bead and...

... those sure are footfalls being heard.

And a moment later, the book drops as she shrieks.-

I HAVE LEGS?!

Comments

[yatteyanyo]

I... I don't know... I'm scared... -She hasn't been alive in centuries.-

[forhylia]

Would you like for me to come sit with you? Or perhaps contact someone else?

[His voice is gentle, but not patronizing.]

[yatteyanyo]

I need... Futo. She'll know what to do.

[forhylia]

Of course.

Good luck.

[yatteyanyo]

Right... good luck... -She had no idea, really, how to respond. She was still in shock.-