034 VOICE LIST TWELVE + SPAM
Aug. 28th, 2013 10:58 am[Art room spam]
[Bea's almost made it to a thousand paper cranes. When worry or anger overtook her in the days since port she parked herself in the art room and began working on the origami; several sessions later, she's hit nine hundred and is still working hard. She's surrounded by her handiwork, cranes of different sizes and colors littering the table around her as she folds another piece of paper sideways.
The look on her face, however, is not one of determination or concentration. She's frowning, eyes downcast, brow furrowed as she works. The task is obviously not what's on her mind.]
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I've got something for you. Can I come see you?
[Bea's almost made it to a thousand paper cranes. When worry or anger overtook her in the days since port she parked herself in the art room and began working on the origami; several sessions later, she's hit nine hundred and is still working hard. She's surrounded by her handiwork, cranes of different sizes and colors littering the table around her as she folds another piece of paper sideways.
The look on her face, however, is not one of determination or concentration. She's frowning, eyes downcast, brow furrowed as she works. The task is obviously not what's on her mind.]
[Filtered to friends]
I've got something for you. Can I come see you?
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Date: 2013-09-04 12:22 am (UTC)I apologize. It was not my intention. [Sometimes it is because he likes seeing how others react, but not this time. Nonetheless she bids him join her, and so he does, moving to perch stiffly on the edge of a chair near her.
It gives him a closer view of the cranes, and he tilts his head to watch her hands for a long moment.]
Origami?