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ataraxion2014-06-08 07:56 pm
sophically) wrote in ataraxion2014-06-08 07:56 pm
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One. [Voice]
[Where does she even begin? Her head is spinning. One moment she was in the middle of Merlin knows where with Harry, crying over the loss of Ron and then...
She was in liquid with a tube shoved down her throat. Hermione rubs her neck and touches the number printed on her arm. Her tears have stopped - for the time being - but that's only because panic has set in.]
I - [Her throat is raw and she hides a cough against her hand.] My name is... [She probably shouldn't give that out.] Penelope Clearwater.
[That is an alias she once used at any rate.]
I haven't a clue where I am or why I was brought here.
[Nothing is familiar. Nothing feels like the Magical World or the Muggle World.]
Answers would be appreciated - if anyone has any to share - but if not, is there a library onboard? A place where information or...data...is kept? I don't mind doing some research for myself.
[It will distract her from losing both of her best friends in one day. As tears find their way into her eyes again, she wipes at them awkwardly.]
She was in liquid with a tube shoved down her throat. Hermione rubs her neck and touches the number printed on her arm. Her tears have stopped - for the time being - but that's only because panic has set in.]
I - [Her throat is raw and she hides a cough against her hand.] My name is... [She probably shouldn't give that out.] Penelope Clearwater.
[That is an alias she once used at any rate.]
I haven't a clue where I am or why I was brought here.
[Nothing is familiar. Nothing feels like the Magical World or the Muggle World.]
Answers would be appreciated - if anyone has any to share - but if not, is there a library onboard? A place where information or...data...is kept? I don't mind doing some research for myself.
[It will distract her from losing both of her best friends in one day. As tears find their way into her eyes again, she wipes at them awkwardly.]
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