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Yomi Isayama ([info]preserve) wrote in [info]marinasylum,
@ 2012-04-27 12:15:00
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[Yomi turns the communicator over and over in her hands before bringing it back to eye-level. She can’t quite figure out how put it back the way she was wearing it initially but she manages to turn it on regardless, beaming as she does so. Her cheeks are crimson, her eyes a bit glassy.]

Heeeeey everyone! [Her voice is a bit higher in pitch than usual. The view dangles high above her head for a moment as she stretches out her arms – presumably just to accent how happy she is to talk to the prison at large, and it takes her a few seconds to remember she needs the communicator to, well. Communicate. Arms back down!] Did everyone go to the game at the club? It was so much fun!

Zelgadis – he’s right over there, look! [The feed suddenly gives a close-up of his face. Presumably she thrust the communicator at him. A man with a face visibly and literally made of stone blinks back at it, confused and a little unimpressed.] He was there too and I was drinking water so he gave me something else and it tasted really good! I had four-- five... four. Zelgadis! [Yelling now, because why not. Yomi’s voice amps down after she’s sure she has attention.] I’m glad you’re my friend.

And I’m grateful for all my other friends, too! [Winning smile. Or, it would be a winning smile if she was sober. At present, it falls a little short.] Like—like Noriyuki. We’re going to be husband and wife one day real soon! If I get out. When I get out. When I get out, I am going to —

[It’s only when she tries to enunciate exactly what is the communicator pulled away from her and turned off.

The last audible thing before the feed is killed is —
]

This isn't the way back to the club...

((OOC: Joint drunk-dialing post! After the I Never game, Yomi is completely and unquestionably smashed, Zelgadis is reasonably sober. Feel free to request a certain character otherwise the threads will likely be Yomi with Zelgadis jumping in if needed/wanted. Action optionable, if you want to catch her stumbling around and him frowning. They are outside, presumably heading very slowly toward the shelter.))


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