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003 [Voice] Oh noes!
Aug. 19th, 2012 01:06 pm[In the early hours of the morning, someone may or may not see Estelle quietly leaving house 12 and walking to the bridge between house 14 and 35. It's there that she leans over to look down at the river below. Carefully she removes what looks like a piece of jewelry, her blastia. She looks around to make sure nobody is watching then reaches out to hold it over the river before... dropping it. The blastia hits the water with a splash and soon disappears as it's carried downstream. Whoops?
It isn't until a few hours later, when people are probably awake, that she opens her journal.]
Oh, it's terrible! I've lost my blastia! I can't find it anywhere! What am I going to do?!
[Her voice is one of distress but it sounds a little... off. Like maybe she's forcing it a little. Estelle isn't necessarily the best actress after all. There's a pause as if she's thinking, then continues.]
Oh! I know! Maybe Brave Vesperia can find it for me!
It isn't until a few hours later, when people are probably awake, that she opens her journal.]
Oh, it's terrible! I've lost my blastia! I can't find it anywhere! What am I going to do?!
[Her voice is one of distress but it sounds a little... off. Like maybe she's forcing it a little. Estelle isn't necessarily the best actress after all. There's a pause as if she's thinking, then continues.]
Oh! I know! Maybe Brave Vesperia can find it for me!
