Corporal Maladict (spit_and_coffee) wrote in the_tardis_trap, @ 2014-08-03 11:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | corporal maladict : spit_and_coffee, vreth the wrathborne : wrathborne |
Who: Maladict and open
What: Arrival
Where: Halls then kitchen
When: Now
Warnings: Delusional, strung out vampire
OOC: Maladicta is disguised as a man, and it's very, very hard to tell by looking that she isn't one. Please don't let the narrative 'she' influence your character's reactions.
She knew, deep in the back of her mind, that the jungle wasn't real. Or the strange flying machines. She still couldn't control what she did, based on it all. She'd camouflaged herself, on top of her male disguise, with a blanket mottled with stains, and had twigs stuck in her regulation army shako. But now... now the jungle had turned to hallways, and that made even less sense.
Where was Polly? Ozzer could have sorted this. Ozzer tried to ground her.
Maladicta stopped and sniffed suddenly. She smelled food cooking. And where food was, there could be... coffee. Her hands trembled as she turned abruptly, heading in that direction at great speed. She burst into the room, ignoring any people who happened to be there, and immediately saw a can labeled 'coffee' sitting on a counter. She wrenched it open with super human strength, impressed, in the back of her mind, that it was already ground, and just dumped some of it into her mouth. Then she sank to the floor, clutching the can to her chest, looking quite like she'd kill anyone who tried to take it away from her.
All in all, she didn't look like a very stable young man at all.