Date: 2013-09-04 04:38 am (UTC)
makingsouffles: (❋ sell my sorry soul)
[Oswin has to smirk as Nina gets prodded, still brushing straw from her hair and utterly ruined dress.]

'Least he didn't get us arrested. [That would have been difficult. As they walk, she glances around, trying to spot anything even vaguely familiar.] Haven't landed anywhere close to home, looks like.

[She probably should have been more careful with the coordinates, but honestly, she'd been a bit too concerned with getting them out than where they'd end up.]
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