[ After a short amount of time, the fanalis had finally taught herself how to use and understand her cell phone device. Of course she had to ask, but now it was all set in sail for her. ]
Hello? [ A quick pause, you can tell by her facial features that she is very confused by all this, especially the phone in her hands. ] Is it working--?
Can you hear me?
[ Awkward as well, although she wasn't one to state that. In a frenzy, she started to feel anxious; wishing to know some answers first and foremost. However a short smile was placed on her face, greeting whoever was watching, warmly. ]
Could.. anyone please tell me where I am? I was looking for-- [ Her breath was short, not as though she was out of breath; but the anxiousness was starting to overwhelm her. Shaking her head, she thinks to stop her words, and knowing that she might not be close to her home. Morgiana's head pounded, but she wasn't about to give up or stop to not find any answers to where she was. ]
I would like to ask if it is possible to go home, I don't plan on staying here very long. Please if you have any answers, let me know.
My name is Morgiana.
[ A quick pause, she was ready to finish with her video. ]
Thank you.
Sample Entry Two:
As strange as it was, being in such these places while finding her home, it had become evident that she may have taken a wrong turn, although considerably it was a low chance, somehow even the thought had made her feel uneasy. Panic had not set in, nor was she frantic at the thought and it would only be another day where her trip was delayed. Yet, she was not to know that it would be a long time before she was able to see the Dark Continent, maybe for now it was best. On learning of the truth, it would be best to let her be, and you would only be in her crossfire as her anger would grow.
She would hesitate, not knowing what to do but feel disappointment; but still her lack of understanding and confusion would make her become frustrated, and her resolve was only that she despised it when one would hear no, or even hearing that she could not do something. At best she was stubborn, but she also wanted to refine her skills and become a better person, someone worth being called friend. Morgiana had been learning once she had been freed, and she could let nothing stop her even while the shackles of her past continued to weigh heavily on her chest.
It had to be Morgiana, someone who could not read or write, stuck here without knowing what to do; knowing she was no longer in her world. The only reason for her knowing was considering how different this setting was, and not as bare wasted as where she had come from.
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[ After a short amount of time, the fanalis had finally taught herself how to use and understand her cell phone device. Of course she had to ask, but now it was all set in sail for her. ]
Hello? [ A quick pause, you can tell by her facial features that she is very confused by all this, especially the phone in her hands. ] Is it working--?
Can you hear me?
[ Awkward as well, although she wasn't one to state that. In a frenzy, she started to feel anxious; wishing to know some answers first and foremost. However a short smile was placed on her face, greeting whoever was watching, warmly. ]
Could.. anyone please tell me where I am? I was looking for-- [ Her breath was short, not as though she was out of breath; but the anxiousness was starting to overwhelm her. Shaking her head, she thinks to stop her words, and knowing that she might not be close to her home. Morgiana's head pounded, but she wasn't about to give up or stop to not find any answers to where she was. ]
I would like to ask if it is possible to go home, I don't plan on staying here very long. Please if you have any answers, let me know.
My name is Morgiana.
[ A quick pause, she was ready to finish with her video. ]
Thank you.
Sample Entry Two:
As strange as it was, being in such these places while finding her home, it had become evident that she may have taken a wrong turn, although considerably it was a low chance, somehow even the thought had made her feel uneasy. Panic had not set in, nor was she frantic at the thought and it would only be another day where her trip was delayed. Yet, she was not to know that it would be a long time before she was able to see the Dark Continent, maybe for now it was best. On learning of the truth, it would be best to let her be, and you would only be in her crossfire as her anger would grow.
She would hesitate, not knowing what to do but feel disappointment; but still her lack of understanding and confusion would make her become frustrated, and her resolve was only that she despised it when one would hear no, or even hearing that she could not do something. At best she was stubborn, but she also wanted to refine her skills and become a better person, someone worth being called friend. Morgiana had been learning once she had been freed, and she could let nothing stop her even while the shackles of her past continued to weigh heavily on her chest.
It had to be Morgiana, someone who could not read or write, stuck here without knowing what to do; knowing she was no longer in her world. The only reason for her knowing was considering how different this setting was, and not as bare wasted as where she had come from.