by trixie » Mon Sep 03, 2007 5:23 pm
Dahlia hears Jason's words, and turns around to go back into the room.
"Oh. I thought you found a bunch of clothes in here?" she asks, lifting the knapsack he found to remind him. She shrugs. "That's ok.....what're you looking for again?"
She takes a quick survey of the room and begins to rummage through drawers. "Oh ya, I was gonna look for a knife..." she says absent mindedly. Dahlia is quite caught up in the moment, and completely forgot about protecting herself. Her mind whirls with the images she saw in the book. The pentacle covered in blood and remains seemed burned into her memory, taunting her.
She soons gives up looking and wanders into the hallway, still clutching Middles tightly. He squirms occasionally, but she is comforted by his presence.
Last edited by trixie on Tue Sep 04, 2007 4:36 am, edited 1 time in total.
Trixie [trik-see] (n) : Name derived from an original character played on Yog
Def: One who loves chit chat threads and dramatic roleplaying moments