I. Arrival [ Were you trying to use the little employee's kitchen on the second floor? You're going to be treated to the sight of a weirdly elf-looking girl kind of... perched on top of the fridge, trying not to fall off. Romelle has materizalized right here and, a bit like a scared cat, she is not yet ready to come down from her involuntary hideout.
Making eye contact with someone else - either someone who just wanted to grab a coffee or someone who maybe manifested under the tiny table? - will cause her to offer a very smile. ]
Good... afternoon? You wouldn't happen to know where we're headed?
[ She absolutely assumes this is a spaceship. ]
II. Mirror Mirror [ Romelle is a naturally suspicious person but even she does not suspect everything - mirrors had, so far, always seemed like perfectly safe objects. So really, she is not expecting anything untoward when she passes by a mirror in the ADI foyer and quickly checks her hair, only--
It's herself, but it's not. She's young yet old, she's alive but lifeless, shriveled up and drained of everything that has ever made her herself. She looks like her brother, the very last time she ever saw him, and though that face haunts her sleep every other day, she had not been prepared to be confronted with her own possible demise like this.
She screams, but it's only a second before she covers her mouth (her skin feels full and soft, it's fine, she's fine, it's fine) and stumbles backwards, falling rather unceremoniously onto her butt. She's going to remain on the floor for a bit, just kind of hugging herself, don't mind her. Juuuust walk around her, it's fine. ]
III. Haunting Tunes [ In the caféteria, Romelle is staring back and forth unhappily from what is her third cup of coffee this afternoon to her own shaky hand. ]
How can one be so jittery and yet dead tired at the same time? This 'coffee' thing was recommend to me very kindly, but I do not think it is working...
[ How is she going to get anything done like this? Maybe she should have stayed home and just spent the day in bed.... ]
Romelle | Voltron: Legendary Defender
[ Were you trying to use the little employee's kitchen on the second floor? You're going to be treated to the sight of a weirdly elf-looking girl kind of... perched on top of the fridge, trying not to fall off. Romelle has materizalized right here and, a bit like a scared cat, she is not yet ready to come down from her involuntary hideout.
Making eye contact with someone else - either someone who just wanted to grab a coffee or someone who maybe manifested under the tiny table? - will cause her to offer a very smile. ]
Good... afternoon? You wouldn't happen to know where we're headed?
[ She absolutely assumes this is a spaceship. ]
II. Mirror Mirror
[ Romelle is a naturally suspicious person but even she does not suspect everything - mirrors had, so far, always seemed like perfectly safe objects. So really, she is not expecting anything untoward when she passes by a mirror in the ADI foyer and quickly checks her hair, only--
It's herself, but it's not. She's young yet old, she's alive but lifeless, shriveled up and drained of everything that has ever made her herself. She looks like her brother, the very last time she ever saw him, and though that face haunts her sleep every other day, she had not been prepared to be confronted with her own possible demise like this.
She screams, but it's only a second before she covers her mouth (her skin feels full and soft, it's fine, she's fine, it's fine) and stumbles backwards, falling rather unceremoniously onto her butt. She's going to remain on the floor for a bit, just kind of hugging herself, don't mind her. Juuuust walk around her, it's fine. ]
III. Haunting Tunes
[ In the caféteria, Romelle is staring back and forth unhappily from what is her third cup of coffee this afternoon to her own shaky hand. ]
How can one be so jittery and yet dead tired at the same time? This 'coffee' thing was recommend to me very kindly, but I do not think it is working...
[ How is she going to get anything done like this? Maybe she should have stayed home and just spent the day in bed.... ]