3rd l o s t s o u l ~ [Action]
Oct. 25th, 2010 04:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Cheyenne is lost. The whole village still looks weird and there are things all over the ground in the most inconvenient places. And although she feels quite indifferent about her costume for the most part, those high-heels have done nothing but gotten in her way with every step she takes. Literally, as a matter of fact. She was just on her way out when she stumbled on her feet, tripped on a pumpkin, and slammed into a wall. No real harm done, save for her bruised pride. Unfortunately, this habit of tripping is beginning to become more than just an occasional blunder: she's tripped at least 12 times since leaving her apartment.]
[As it stands now, she was just on her way back to community house 6 when, after spending more time watching the ground than counting the buildings as she walked by, she found herself in a section of town she couldn't immediately recognize. She even took a chance and peeked her eyes over the edge of her new red blindfold to see if she could more readily recognize the area. But really, without a point of reference, it was no use.]
[She soon gives up and decides to sit on the edge of one of the small bridges around town, dangling her feet over the edge just above the river and probably wishing she could just kick those awful shoes right into the water.]
[[ooc: If you haven't already done so, please check out Cheyenne's Permission Post! And as an extra side note, for the most part, she isn't going to be able to see anyone's costume. Unless it's something that completely changes their basic shape. And even then, she might assume that's how they look normally.]]
[As it stands now, she was just on her way back to community house 6 when, after spending more time watching the ground than counting the buildings as she walked by, she found herself in a section of town she couldn't immediately recognize. She even took a chance and peeked her eyes over the edge of her new red blindfold to see if she could more readily recognize the area. But really, without a point of reference, it was no use.]
[She soon gives up and decides to sit on the edge of one of the small bridges around town, dangling her feet over the edge just above the river and probably wishing she could just kick those awful shoes right into the water.]
[[ooc: If you haven't already done so, please check out Cheyenne's Permission Post! And as an extra side note, for the most part, she isn't going to be able to see anyone's costume. Unless it's something that completely changes their basic shape. And even then, she might assume that's how they look normally.]]
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Date: 2010-10-26 10:41 pm (UTC)Are you cold?
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Date: 2010-10-26 10:54 pm (UTC)Are you in a costume as well? I notice you are much taller than usual.
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Date: 2010-10-26 10:57 pm (UTC)[But once the dreaded outfit is mentioned, he sours and scoffs at his state of attire] Unfortunately. And that would be because of these weird sandals. [Clicks one against the ground] I can't take them off for more than a minute, either.
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Date: 2010-10-26 11:08 pm (UTC)[Settling the blindfold back over her eyes, she stands.] Although I am certain my own shoes are not uniquely meant for costumes, the change in height is rather disorientating for someone who has been the same height for so long. [Also she can't see the ground worth a damn, but she'd much rather blame this on the shoes.] I've tripped quite a few times myself.
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Date: 2010-10-27 12:51 am (UTC)Besides that, how is Cheyenne-chan doing?
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Date: 2010-10-29 08:04 am (UTC)Although I am doing quite well, current conditions aside. I've had a good amount of luck in finding volunteers to feed upon. I should not have to visit any one person more than once a month.
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Date: 2010-10-29 03:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-31 07:38 am (UTC)Though I am still in disbelief over the lack of hostility I was met with. That is something to which I am still adjusting.
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Date: 2010-11-04 03:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-05 10:02 am (UTC)[This is how she says "friendship". Just roll with it. There's a pause as she aimlessly taps her shoulder with that scepter in thought.]
I can't seem to recall a time when I have done so in the past.