Who: Sophronia Temminnick and open to all What: Arrival Where: Middle of Town When: Afternoon Warnings: mmmmm very little?
Status: open, in progress
Sophronia was turning a letter over in her hands, and sighing, Lord Akeldama! One of the top Vampires in England. She wasn't sure how to handle the fact he was watching her. It made her nervous. She bent down to collect Bumbersnoot, checked her various equipments and turned to follow Dimity to breakfast (which was lunchtime) when she found herself not in London or the right place at all. In fact, she was supposed to be floating the sky in a dirigible, not on the ground with things she wasn't sure what they were, actually. They looked like Mechanical something or others. She wasn't entirely sure but she deftly pulled herself out of the way of being hit by one.
Her skirts swayed, the red fabric sweeping over the ground. The second thing she realized was it was hot. Too hot for a dresslike hers. That was going to be awkward and not fun. She sifted through the pockets in her dress for a fan, flicked it out and fanned herself with it while taking stock of the area. She hadn't been taught how to really use it yet, but, well, she could slice someone with it if she needed to. Soph was nothing if not creative and willing to get dirty.
"Pardon me, where am I?" she asked the next passing person carefully, her accent obviously British, and despite her dress and looks, younger than she seemed.