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[inomnetempus]

[Before an image even appears on the screen, you can hear a young woman's irate voice.]

Honestly, how do these things even...oh, damn it all.

[The video flickers and shakes a bit as if someone has grabbed a hold of Cambot and is around two seconds away from throttling it. The young woman is stunningly beautiful and very pale with spiky dark hair and a set of big golden eyes. She also currently looks less than pleased about her current situation - seriously, anyone who comes across her will be throttled?]

If there is anyone out there who knows where I am, I would be much obliged if you helped a girl out.

[There's a sweet note in her voice that is belied by the thunderous look in her eyes.]

Very obliged.

Comments

[crafty_punk]

Simple answer: Space.

[inomnetempus]

Fantastic. Now elaborate.

[crafty_punk]

No one's really sure the hows or whys, but there's some scientists that are keepin' us up here for some crazy-ass experiments that have to do with crappy stories or somethin'.

[inomnetempus]

Oh, well if that's all...

[crafty_punk]

You callin' me a liar?

[inomnetempus]

Well, I can't call you much of anything if I don't know your name.

[crafty_punk]

Kanji.

[inomnetempus]

Was that so hard?

Now how does a girl get home from here~?

[crafty_punk]

You think I'd still be hangin' around here if I knew that?

[inomnetempus]

[Alice rolls her eyes] Well, seeing as how I just met you, I really can't say what I'd think you do, silly.

[crafty_punk]

...right.

W-well, anyway, there really ain't a way outta here.

[inomnetempus]

[She frowns, but then sighs and smiles. Oh well. She'll have to look for answers elsewhere]

Thanks for the information anyway, Mr. Kanji~

[crafty_punk]

Yeah, no problem.