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Post by ( Nabia ) on Sept 24, 2011 22:58:09 GMT -4
The sounds of countless cry out incoherently in my mind. I dreaming... I think... I see nothing; my mind is devoid of colour, but this sound... and the overwhelming emotions that it causes I cannot ignore. Their voices intensify, I feel like I'm being crushed under their weight. I feel numb all over; I feel as though I am dying.
Then I wake up on a cold marble floor, in a place I've never seen before...
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Post by ( Nabia ) on Sept 25, 2011 14:47:39 GMT -4
I stand myself up, feeling a little wobbly. My head hurts a bit from before, but I find that everything else is in order. "The hell am I?" I say aloud as I look around a grand hall of what appears to be a mansion...
"HELLO???" I yell down the halls hoping something won't try to eat me...
OOC: "Anyone may pop in to RP a little if they so wish to! I'm lonely as of late!"
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Post by observer on Sept 27, 2011 3:51:53 GMT -4
"Hello." A female voice from behind said. "Are you lost?"
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Post by ( Nabia ) on Sept 27, 2011 15:08:46 GMT -4
A little surprised, but far from jumping, I cautiously turn to face the voice. "Yes, I believe I am?" I say in an uncertain tone, still unsure as to how or why I got myself here.
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Post by ( Nabia ) on Sept 28, 2011 3:44:38 GMT -4
"Where am I if I might ask, miss???" I say still looking around.
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Post by observer on Sept 28, 2011 8:29:26 GMT -4
"My masters' home of course." The voice said as a nearby candelabra suddnly lit up. Light from the candles revealed a young woman in a maid outfit, her hair colored purple. She pushed her glasses up as she picked up the candelabra. "It's awfully late out, how did you get here?" She asked curiously.
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Post by ( Nabia ) on Sept 28, 2011 15:44:08 GMT -4
"No freaking clue..." I rub my temples, wincing as the headache from before begins to dissipate. "Kinda woke up here? I was hoping you would know actually... I'm-" I think for a moment what to call myself, I don't know this person, where I am, or how I got here. Surely under these circumstances caution is a must! "Call me Epzi, and you are?"
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Post by observer on Sept 28, 2011 15:55:38 GMT -4
"Noemi." She smiled. "I'll talk to the night staff, see if they have any idea on how you might have gotten here. For now I'll take you to one of my masters vacant rooms." Noemi said, gesturing for Epzi to follow her.
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Post by ( Nabia ) on Sept 28, 2011 16:01:30 GMT -4
Seeing no choice, or evidence of mal-intent, I follows. As we walk, I take the time examine my surroundings. "So..." I begin, gazing off through a window. "will I have a chance to meet this 'master' of yours?"
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Post by observer on Sept 29, 2011 4:30:12 GMT -4
"Perhaps." Noemi said as they walked down the hallway. "He's sometimes busy so it's hard to tell when you'll run into him."
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Post by ( Nabia ) on Sept 29, 2011 14:27:21 GMT -4
I shug off the answer, no half interested in the question at this point. Would still be a good idea to talk to him... I turn to Noemi, "Has anyone else just..." I try to find the words. "-Appeared- here before?"
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Post by observer on Sept 29, 2011 15:55:41 GMT -4
"A few, but most of those were during storms." Noemi said, stopping at a door. "Or at least had a note on them. You can stay in here until we get things figured out." She said, openning the door and flipping on the light.
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Post by ( Nabia ) on Sept 29, 2011 16:17:30 GMT -4
"Alright then..." I walk into the room, inspecting it's elements. "Thank you, kindly, Miss Noemi." I say spinning around, giving her a small bow. "I suppose I will see you in the morning or sometime thereafter!"
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Post by observer on Sept 30, 2011 0:02:17 GMT -4
The room seems like a normal bedroom. It has a bed, dresser, nightstand, and two doors. One of the doors had a robe hanging on, likely the bathroom while the other was a closet. "Yes. Have a good night Epzi." Noemi smiled, giving a slight bow before heading down the hallway.
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Post by ( Nabia ) on Sept 30, 2011 3:02:08 GMT -4
As she leaves, I close the door quietly behind her. I pivot, and quickly pat myself down for anything that might indicate what the hell is going on. I manage to find my phone in my pocket, and feverishly pull it out: dead. Figures... I think, squinting at the phone as if it were its fault for my inability to keep it charged... "Oi..." I sigh, and throw the phone on the bed where it bounces into the pillows. "Shower..." I make my way over to the door with the hanging robe, and swing it open, swiftly stepping inside.
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