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Toshiko Sato ([personal profile] sadandsingle) wrote in [community profile] poly_chromatic2012-02-05 02:31 pm

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Hello? [You can't really see much of anything for a moment, until Tosh pushes herself up into a sitting position on a pile of sand, fumbling for her device. She's been in better shape; right now, she looks exhausted, like she hasn't slept or eaten for more than a day, and she's been crying, to boot. Oh, yeah, and her clothes are ripped, dusty, and have bloodstains on them. She pushes her glasses up for a moment, pinching the bridge of her nose, before she begins speaking again.]

I have to say, this isn't what I expected. Though, after speaking with Owen, I'm not sure I expected anything at all.

[She scoops up a handful of sand and watches the grains fall through her fingers - then, because it's the scientific sort of thing to do, she takes another handful, sniffs it, and...yep, licks a few grains.]

Well, the sand seems ordinary enough. And what about this thing? What is it?
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[personal profile] likesavantgarde 2012-02-07 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
Okay. Good.

Where are you? I could come and get you, if you'd like.
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[personal profile] likesavantgarde 2012-02-08 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, right. Probably better as she knows this place better than I do yet. I'll be seeing you in a few, then.
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[personal profile] likesavantgarde 2012-02-09 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
I can't either.

[Tosh may be at the receiving end of an awkward hug from him when she finally gets to the house.]