Capture 1

[panicswitched]

[ so ashley's been here for just a little bit, but in that time a lot of questions have surfaced. she's ignoring the ones that matter and focusing on the little book. journal thing. really? is this all she gets?

well, the first thing she really does is take her hair down. she likes it much better down than up anyway and now it feels like less like the cabal still have her in their grasp. considering she has her thoughts to herself now and is moving about the lobby under her own power, she's assuming this means she's free.

for various values of "free."

eventually, she pries open the journal, flipping through it as she starts talking to the air around her and wandering the first floor. her tone of voice is condescending, as though she knows someone's listening and wants them to know she's not pleased. ]

So... considering I really don't want to go back the way I came, I propose we play a game. Just me and you, whoever you are. [ she's betting whoever owns this place is getting a kick out of watching her through whatever security system they have and if it's somehow the cabal, she is well-prepared to rip into them for this. ]

'I Spy' or 'Twenty Questions.' Your choice. Go.

Comments

[panicswitched]

How about you think of something and I'll do the twenty questions to guess what it is?

[sword_redemption]

Um. Okay. [He looks around. He's game to try anything once.]

Got it.

[panicswitched]

Is it an object?

[sword_redemption]

Yes. It's supposed to be, right?

[He's still not sure if he's playing this right.]

[panicswitched]

For Twenty Questions, it can be anything you want. Idea, object, person, anything. Wanna think of something else?

[ at least she's fairly easy to play with once she's through with being snappy at this whole situation. ]

[sword_redemption]

No. I'm good. [Mostly because he can't think of anything she'd have a chance of guessing from his world. It wouldn't be fair.]

[panicswitched]

Is it small?

[sword_redemption]

[Compared to the size Drift usually is he counts as small. ]

...yes.

[panicswitched]

[ hmm.. ]

If I had it next to me, could I pick it up?

[sword_redemption]

Yes. [He's on the verge of saying something more, but wait. The rules.]

[panicswitched]

Can I eat it?

[sword_redemption]

[He's going to look at her face for a moment, considering. Jaws of steel?]

I don't think so.

[panicswitched]

[ well considering recent events, it could be possible. ]

Is it a weapon?

[ it probably says something that weapons are the second thing she thinks of. ]

[sword_redemption]

It could be used as one, yes.

[Then again, just about anything could, if you're imaginative enough, Drift thinks.]

[panicswitched]

Is it sharp?

[sword_redemption]

[A shake of the head. THAT he knows for sure.]

No. Not sharp.

[panicswitched]

What am I on? Six? [ pause. ] That's not one of my questions.

Hmmm... Is it wooden?

[sword_redemption]

...oh. [He's still figuring the rules. Not that he's keeping count. He's too busy trying to just answer yes and no. It's harder than it seems!]

Parts, yes.

[panicswitched]

[ it is hard! she's just happy someone's playing at all. ]

Is it partially metal?

[sword_redemption]

Yes. [Ha! Got that one. No debate, no mental gymnastics. He's getting the hang of this.]

[panicswitched]

[ it's getting hard for her to think of things, give her a minute. ]

Is it something someone would use every day?