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一 ❀ action/voice
[ A At seven, Taiwan ever so slowly rolls out of bed and onto the floor. It's a Saturday. Who wants to get up on a Saturday? She sits up. Her eyes are barely open as she stifles a yawn and rubs her eyes. Time to start her daily routine. Opening her windows, she stretches her arms and shouts out: ]
Good morniiiiiiiing!
[ Oh, hey, this isn't her island. Someone should tell her that. ]
[ B Phone call, sometime around ten. ]
Hey, mister police officer? Hello? Um, there's a creepy man in this house, and I don't know where I am, and some pervert made me wear these tacky clothes, and they took my flower... [ She means the flower in her hair what are you thinking gosh ] It's really bad, you know! I mean, if I wanted to look retro, I would've at least tried harder!
[ C Later in the afternoon, she decides to ride around town and no, that's not her bike - she nabbed it from some drone kid. Maybe this will clear her mind a little. Watch out, though - she might be going a little too fast. ]
edit; Thank you so much for the paid account and icons, anon! ♥♥♥ You can have my hearts. All of them.
Good morniiiiiiiing!
[ Oh, hey, this isn't her island. Someone should tell her that. ]
[ B Phone call, sometime around ten. ]
Hey, mister police officer? Hello? Um, there's a creepy man in this house, and I don't know where I am, and some pervert made me wear these tacky clothes, and they took my flower... [ She means the flower in her hair what are you thinking gosh ] It's really bad, you know! I mean, if I wanted to look retro, I would've at least tried harder!
[ C Later in the afternoon, she decides to ride around town and no, that's not her bike - she nabbed it from some drone kid. Maybe this will clear her mind a little. Watch out, though - she might be going a little too fast. ]
edit; Thank you so much for the paid account and icons, anon! ♥♥♥ You can have my hearts. All of them.
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Wait, so -- ya got sent home again? Geez, fer how long this time?
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[ She doesn't... entirely understand your question, Scout, but Japan did say something about people being from different times, and Viet mentioned her being here before. ]
... When I last talked to you, what year was it?
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Uuh. Lemme think. I know when ya left an' came back last time, ya said it had been almost 60 years 'r somethin'. I think ya said it was... like, 1995 or so? Way off from me, at any rate.
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[ She belatedly waves at him. ] Hi!
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He looks a little disappointed.]
Huh. Nice try. I guess havin' ya remember twice in a row is askin' a lot 'a Mayfield.
It's Scout.
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That, that was my second guess, you know! [ No it wasn't sob. ]
It sounds like we were close back then. I'll try hard to remember you, I really will.
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[He smirks a little. He could lie his ass off here! No, Scout, be a gentleman!]
I'd like ta think so. I guess we'll haveta start over.
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