13th Memory [Action/Voice]

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Sayo had been having a decent weekend, and for a moment, it seemed like it was right back to normal in Luceti. Still had those bouts of 'sleeping' problems, but hey, things were doing well. That is, until she found herself about 1 inch off the ground, barely enough to fit in a palm. Now she's shuffling sideways outside of work, leaving her clothes in a round pile to panic among the people walking by. Oh god oh god everyone's almost stepping on her—she skuttles over to the door to Seventh Heaven and beats her claw on it. Aaaah, that's right, she's early, oh no, oh dear—

THAT GUY ALMOST STEPPED ON HER.

So, Luceti. There's a high-pitch SCREAAAAA— noise as she skuttles haphazardly around people's (your?) feet. And if you listen well enough, you can hear the teeny tiny stunned voice:]

I'VE BEEN TURNED INTO A MONSTER!!

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Someone help me, I can't move well—please don't step on me—ahh!! Please, look down; o-oh, my clothes, my journal, someone!!


[Way way way later:]

[Voice]

Is... anyone else having troubles maneuvering their journals? [>_>]

((ooc: replies from whats_a_crab , time is totally breakable. :|b))

Comments

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

It would probably be pointless to ask if we've met, then, wouldn't it?

Because you do sound very familiar.

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

Oh, goodness, I haven't a clue! What's your name?

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

Rupert Giles. Does that ring any bells at all?

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

... I'm... I'm afraid it doesn't.

[Can you hear the guilt and disappointment in her voice, Mr. Giles?]

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[No, no, Sayo, don't feel guilty! Really, it's totally his fault for being gone for four years.]

Oh, um, please don't worry about it. We probably hadn't spoken very often, in any case. And I was gone for a while. [Except now he's put two and two together and remembered about the jam and wow, he feels so sorry for her that it hurts.]

S-So why don't I just say that it's nice to meet you?

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

... [If only she could smile.] Thank you. It's nice to meet you as well, though...

[She laughs a little, at the thought.]

It's quite an odd way to meet, I have to admit!

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

Luceti is very good about that. I met one of my very best friends by getting stuck on his roof during an experiment.

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

Stuck on his roof?

[She chuckles]

Sounds like it was a strange day for you.