{It} Flighty child - Moments in Time
Oct. 31st, 2008 04:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wayfarers_lodge"Lucinde's taking her sweet time about things."
It talked to itself as it wandered the library, looking for it's favourite copy of A Book Of Five Rings.
"But that's alright. I mean, she said she'd be right back, that she was only going to Perth to speak to a few people."
It paused, fingers hovering over the books on the shelf, thoughts visibly ticking over.
"Wait, Perth? Isn't that where Lucas is? Lucas, the Diablerist? Didn't... didn't she say she used to know Lucas... didn't she look sad when we were ta- SHIT!"
It flew across the library floor, and screeched to a stop in front of it's computer, fingers tapping out a frantic message as politely as possible.
To the Kindred of Perth,
I apologise for addressing you in such a crass and public fashion, but I lack contact for anyone in your fair city.
If someone, anyone in Perth knows the location and state of being of Lord Lucinde de Bèthune, I would be exceptionally grateful if you'd be so kind as to elucidate me. She has fallen out of contact, and as her student, i'm a little concerned about her.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck." It muttered as it clicked 'Send'. "Lucinde, you'd better be alright again, otherwise I'm not going to be pleased. Please, be alright."
It talked to itself as it wandered the library, looking for it's favourite copy of A Book Of Five Rings.
"But that's alright. I mean, she said she'd be right back, that she was only going to Perth to speak to a few people."
It paused, fingers hovering over the books on the shelf, thoughts visibly ticking over.
"Wait, Perth? Isn't that where Lucas is? Lucas, the Diablerist? Didn't... didn't she say she used to know Lucas... didn't she look sad when we were ta- SHIT!"
It flew across the library floor, and screeched to a stop in front of it's computer, fingers tapping out a frantic message as politely as possible.
To the Kindred of Perth,
I apologise for addressing you in such a crass and public fashion, but I lack contact for anyone in your fair city.
If someone, anyone in Perth knows the location and state of being of Lord Lucinde de Bèthune, I would be exceptionally grateful if you'd be so kind as to elucidate me. She has fallen out of contact, and as her student, i'm a little concerned about her.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck." It muttered as it clicked 'Send'. "Lucinde, you'd better be alright again, otherwise I'm not going to be pleased. Please, be alright."
