thestormishere: (to start over again)
☇ Lightning ([personal profile] thestormishere) wrote2010-12-18 08:48 am

☈ strike #05 (voice / action) (fourth wall)

[ After all the stuff that's been going on lately, it's probably no surprise that Lightning has already been pretty on edge for quite a while now... particularly the last few days. Imagine her joy then, when halfway through making breakfast she opens her journal to find that yet another bout of insanity is going down.

Just... great.

As soon as she works out the basics of the disturbance, she quickly begins to clean up what she had spread out, addressing her journal mid-action. So far, she seems a bit irritated, but... otherwise, pretty unimpressed. ]


Alright... whatever's going on, everyone needs to just stay calm. We need to figure out who these people are, where they're coming from, and why.

[ Yes, she's using her Important Voice, even though there definitely hasn't been time to really think this through. There's a pause while she finishes gathering up her breakfast, but if nobody interrupts she then picks up her journal and makes an additional, somewhat reluctant 'command' as she moves to leave the eating area and go back towards her own rooms again. ]

... If they're not enemies, make sure none of them are left wandering around out in the snow.

[ Aaannnnd fourthwallstuffgo. As soon as she revisits her apartment, you just know she'll be tromping outside to see this whole mess for herself too. Go ahead and harass her at any point over journal or in person or both or whatever. ]

[identity profile] toughenedup.livejournal.com 2010-12-18 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
...okay. [That sounds like a good idea. With all the buildings and houses scattered around, he's afraid he might get even further lost if he attempts to navigate this strange place.]

I... I'm at some kind of... it looks like a shopping plaza. I'll wait here for you.

[identity profile] toughenedup.livejournal.com 2010-12-18 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's sitting by the fountain. When he hears the approaching sound of rapid footfalls, he looks up to see her. Even with the new clothing, Lightning's method of carrying herself--along with her hairstyle--is unmistakable. His face brightens a little.]

Light!

[Immediately on his feet, he rushes forward to greet her.]

Thank goodness...