tessa gray (
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asgardeventide2013-10-14 04:26 pm
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1st Change;; voice
[ Tessa’s voice comes out of the blue, nervous and shaky. ]
-bably working now.
Hello? Hello? Is this thing working?
[ Rustling, shuffling, panting. But not crying or sobbing, Tessa doesn’t whine. She’s wondering for how long will that last though. ]
I am just going to assume I have managed to turn this on. The screen appeared, as well as that…list. I think it was a list, although it was so very colorful…and not very helpful, if I might say so myself. [ Tessa could totally make a better list, okay. ]
But pardon my manners, it’s just that such a rude change of setting- I have lost my composure. My name is Miss Gray, Miss Tessa Gray, from Manhattan New York, 1878, although I must admit that I was in London before I ended up here, not that it matters terribly now. I cannot fathom the reasons behind these summons, but seeing as how I cannot do a thing to go back- [ And excuse her if she sounds hurt about this; she has been kidnapped before, and it sucked. ] –I humbly offer my services and my full intention to help with whatever necessary, little as it might be.
[ Just don’t ask her to go killing monsters, because that’s more like the job of her friends. ]
I would be much obliged to you if you could please let me know if any of these names sounds familiar to you: Will Herondale, James Castairs, Charlotte and Henry Branwell and Jessamine Lovelace. These are, ah, I suppose they are my only friends, and I would feel much better knowing whether they are present here or not.
[ There is a pause… ]
Lord, I certainly hope this thing is wor-
[ And then the message ends. ]
-bably working now.
Hello? Hello? Is this thing working?
[ Rustling, shuffling, panting. But not crying or sobbing, Tessa doesn’t whine. She’s wondering for how long will that last though. ]
I am just going to assume I have managed to turn this on. The screen appeared, as well as that…list. I think it was a list, although it was so very colorful…and not very helpful, if I might say so myself. [ Tessa could totally make a better list, okay. ]
But pardon my manners, it’s just that such a rude change of setting- I have lost my composure. My name is Miss Gray, Miss Tessa Gray, from Manhattan New York, 1878, although I must admit that I was in London before I ended up here, not that it matters terribly now. I cannot fathom the reasons behind these summons, but seeing as how I cannot do a thing to go back- [ And excuse her if she sounds hurt about this; she has been kidnapped before, and it sucked. ] –I humbly offer my services and my full intention to help with whatever necessary, little as it might be.
[ Just don’t ask her to go killing monsters, because that’s more like the job of her friends. ]
I would be much obliged to you if you could please let me know if any of these names sounds familiar to you: Will Herondale, James Castairs, Charlotte and Henry Branwell and Jessamine Lovelace. These are, ah, I suppose they are my only friends, and I would feel much better knowing whether they are present here or not.
[ There is a pause… ]
Lord, I certainly hope this thing is wor-
[ And then the message ends. ]
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