Flame 001 || Voice
Jan. 23rd, 2011 08:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_firebrandSomeone had better tell me what the hell is going on here right now.
[Her voice is slightly muffled, as though she hasn’t found the journal yet, and it’s still closed. She is, in fact, just shouting to the open air.]
You know what? It doesn’t matter. As soon as I change back into my own clothes -seriously? What the hell? - I’m out of here. Smart move, trying to cage a planeswalker. [She snorts at that, amused at her captor’s apparent stupidity. This is followed by some rustling that is presumably the sound of her doing just that – changing clothes. Then a pause. When she speaks again, she’s shouting extremely loud – fortunately for anyone listening to the journals, it’s muffled by other pages and the ground somewhat.]
Why the hell can’t I planeswalk out of here?
[There's a loud noise like air rushing past the journal's pages, and then a thud as it bounces off a tree. It would seem Chandra has kicked it out of pure spite. However, the sound is a lot clearer now - through pure chance, it landed face-up and open. Now she's speaking more to herself, quietly.]
... what the hell kind of book is this? [Rustling paper as she flips through a few pages.]
... huh. So other people can hear me right now? Are the rest of you trapped here, too?
[A pause, and then her voice is forceful again. Yelling at people worked, usually.]
Fine; if you can hear me, tell me what's going on here right now. Hell, where am I?
[Her voice is slightly muffled, as though she hasn’t found the journal yet, and it’s still closed. She is, in fact, just shouting to the open air.]
You know what? It doesn’t matter. As soon as I change back into my own clothes -seriously? What the hell? - I’m out of here. Smart move, trying to cage a planeswalker. [She snorts at that, amused at her captor’s apparent stupidity. This is followed by some rustling that is presumably the sound of her doing just that – changing clothes. Then a pause. When she speaks again, she’s shouting extremely loud – fortunately for anyone listening to the journals, it’s muffled by other pages and the ground somewhat.]
Why the hell can’t I planeswalk out of here?
[There's a loud noise like air rushing past the journal's pages, and then a thud as it bounces off a tree. It would seem Chandra has kicked it out of pure spite. However, the sound is a lot clearer now - through pure chance, it landed face-up and open. Now she's speaking more to herself, quietly.]
... what the hell kind of book is this? [Rustling paper as she flips through a few pages.]
... huh. So other people can hear me right now? Are the rest of you trapped here, too?
[A pause, and then her voice is forceful again. Yelling at people worked, usually.]
Fine; if you can hear me, tell me what's going on here right now. Hell, where am I?
