013 - voice

[tactilelearner]

[Someone took pity on her. That's all Rogue can really say to describe her situation right now. Someone took hold of her hand and shoulder and led her to a room and put a book in front of her, open.

If it's not the journal... Then she's pretty much screwed.]

Tell me somebody can hear me.

[She sounds terrified.

She can't see, she can't hear. Well, she can do both. Sort of. But not enough to know where she is or to really manage much of anything.

As a result? She's shouting. Almost screaming, just so she can hear herself.]

I don'--

[She may be half sobbing. That might be a thing that's happening.]

I don' know where I am! I don' know what's goin' on!

Is anyone there?!

[For all she knows, she's been thrown into some sort of comfortable-ish jail cell and won't be leaving for a long time.

In actuality, she's in an inn at Empieza, creating a bit of a ruckus upstairs while the poor woman who found her tries to assure her guests it's just a rattled outworlder who won't be around long making all the fuss.]

Comments

voice;

[seakingbait]

Rogue-chin...?

[Oh man, she's a mess.]

Rogue! It's Keimi! Everything's okay!

voice;

[tactilelearner]

Keimi!

[She can make out her voice well enough. It's distorted.

But that tells her she isn't completely alone. She has her journal. Someone knows she's... somewhere.]

Keimi. I don't know what's going on. I don't know where I am.

voice;

[seakingbait]

[She doesn't know where she is?]

Is there a landmark or something you can see? I'll come get you.

[She does her best to keep a calm tone-- her freaking out will only make things worse.]

voice;

[tactilelearner]

I-- I can' see. Not good. An'... an' my hearin' ain' right either--

I--

[No. She's not going to cry. No.]

'M okay... I-- I'll be okay...

[seakingbait]

Y-you're okay. Take a deep breath.

[Please don't start crying, because Keimi will start crying too, and that won't help anyone.]

Can you... feel anything? Does anything smell funny?

[There has to be something. Something.]

[tactilelearner]

I-- I can' hear.

[Not well. It's all murky. Like something out of a nightmare.

She does take a few deep breath, though, and finds a wall to slump against.]

'M... 'm somewhere near the ocean. Doesn' narrow it down any.

[sharkweeksweetheart]

[Let's face it, Rogue probably won't recognize the voice as it is right now. But at least there's someone equally loud and obnoxious yelling right back at her through the journals!]

Hell yeah sweetheart! Where y' at? I'mma come find y'!

[tactilelearner]

I-- I dunno.

[The loud voice, at least, means she can make it out a little better. It doesn't sound familiar, but she doesn't care at this point.

Anyone would be of use right now. A touch of skin would orient her. Let her focus for at least a moment or two.]

I dunno.