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libraritology) wrote2011-07-14 12:33 am
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It Had to Be You, Log 1/??? [Audio]
Hello?
[The audio crackles, buzzes into the correct tuning, and there's the click of a dial. A distinctive, very proper, English voice speaks over the comm unit. At least she's familiar with radio enough to manage this much.]
Is anyone there? This is...my name is Evelyn Carnahan, and this is not Cairo or Hamunaptra.
[A pause.]
I don't know where I am, and I was right in the middle of something very important, and this is exceedingly inconvenient. If someone could-
[Rustling noises.]
-if someone could please tell me what's going on, I need to find my brother, Jonathan, and our guide, Rick, as I was in the midst of an expedition, thank you, I'm in...I think it's a foyer.
...anyone?
[For those interested in seeing Evelyn in person, seeing as the last thing she can remember was falling into a river off of a boat, she's wearing a soaking wet nightgown. This. This will not stand. This is scandalous.]
[The audio crackles, buzzes into the correct tuning, and there's the click of a dial. A distinctive, very proper, English voice speaks over the comm unit. At least she's familiar with radio enough to manage this much.]
Is anyone there? This is...my name is Evelyn Carnahan, and this is not Cairo or Hamunaptra.
[A pause.]
I don't know where I am, and I was right in the middle of something very important, and this is exceedingly inconvenient. If someone could-
[Rustling noises.]
-if someone could please tell me what's going on, I need to find my brother, Jonathan, and our guide, Rick, as I was in the midst of an expedition, thank you, I'm in...I think it's a foyer.
...anyone?
[For those interested in seeing Evelyn in person, seeing as the last thing she can remember was falling into a river off of a boat, she's wearing a soaking wet nightgown. This. This will not stand. This is scandalous.]
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Um...
[Well. When in Rome.
Once Mark has left the parlour, Evelyn tries to imagine the clothes she'd be the most comfortable in as she moves to the closet door and opens it.
It's all...miraculously there. She must still be hallucinating. After drying off and changing, she cracks the door open and peers out.]
...Mr. Meltzer?
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Ready?
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Yes, thank you. I feel much better.
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Where were we?
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[Holding her arms, still feeling damp and far too vulnerable, Evelyn shifts unhappily.]
...there's no way to get back, is there?
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[action] lalala 2 diff canon sources give 2 diff dates for Evie, so it's actually 1926 not '23 SORRY
It's cool. I have had that problem with Mark.
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[DESPAIR. It is now etched onto her face.]
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[A little arm-flail.]
I don't know where to begin, Mr. Meltzer. I'm a librarian, for Heaven's sake, not a scientific expert on whatever all this is.
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[Ah, but here's an idea~]
There's a library here, you know.
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[OH THANK GOD.]
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[She gestures that he lead the way, and then falls into step.]
Where are you from, Mr. Meltzer? America, I presume, but my knowledge of Americans is rather limited.
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[She mulls over this fascinating bit of information before contributing:]
I was born in London, though we moved back and forth between England and Egypt, even when I was very young.
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[She looks a little crestfallen.]
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[And here are the big double doors of the library~]
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...o-oh...my.
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All the daughter scenes with you right now
ALL OF THEM
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