Word 2 :○: Fran :○: Amidst the aftermath [In person]

[mist-intolerant.livejournal.com]

[Having heard the warnings on the network, Fran has actively chosen to ignore them - or, heed them but do her own thing anyway. She could defend herself if needs be, and she had yet to see the rest of the grounds. The riot from the previous day had kept her in her room, as the noise effected her more so than normal humans, but now that things had quietened down, she was exploring.

Walking seemingly effortlessly through the destruction, she makes her way outside, glad to be in the fresh air; even the cold tempretures don't seem to effect her (despite her grand lack of clothing)]

(Feel free to bump into her~)

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[an-adoring-wife.livejournal.com]

[Lucy is doing the same - wandering, enjoying the fresh air. She's been cooped up in a space ship for nearly a year so walking around on solid ground is great.

She spots Fran and watches her for a moment before walking over]

Aren't you terribly worried about the murderer?

[mist-intolerant.livejournal.com]

[Her ear twitches a little as she looks around at the younger woman addressing her]

No

[Her tone is monotonous, and seemingly dismissive]

[an-adoring-wife.livejournal.com]

I wish I could be that sure of myself.

[she smiles]

I'm Lucy, by the way, Lucy Saxon. I'm new here.

[mist-intolerant.livejournal.com]

[She looks at Lucy curiously]

I could be the killer. Did that not occur to you?

[an-adoring-wife.livejournal.com]

I doubt you'd be out here alone if you were. With riots and the number of people playing detective the chaos inside is the perfect distraction, the perfect disguise.

Being on your own would single you, cause you to look suspicious.

Though I suppose I could be the killer - I did approach you after all. I doubt I'd last five seconds in a fight though.

If you don't mind me asking, what planet are you from?

[mist-intolerant.livejournal.com]

[Fran looks her up and down with her sharp red eyes, but her face and tone remain neutral, her accent as heavy as ever]

You are not the one with guilt.

[She narrows her eyes a little at her rather odd question]

Ivalice.

[an-adoring-wife.livejournal.com]

Ivalice? ... it sounds nice.

Is it nice?

And, if you don't mind my asking, what's your name?

[mist-intolerant.livejournal.com]

[A small nod]

It is.

A lot of questions, for someone who never usually asks.

My name is Fran.

[an-adoring-wife.livejournal.com]

It's nice to meet you, Fran.

...erm... sorry if I'm disturbing you I just thought I'd introduce myself. We'll be sharing the same house it seems, after all.

[mist-intolerant.livejournal.com]

You are not disturbing, although it seems obvious we're sharing the same house.

[an-adoring-wife.livejournal.com]

Well... yes.

[she frowns, not quite sure what to say. This person seems too anti-social. A lost cause probably]

[In Person]

[my-own-friend.livejournal.com]

[Emma too is walking around outside, though over her scanty costume she wears a long white coat with a fur collar. The high heels remain despite the snow.

She looks lost in thought, hands in her pockets as she walks around.]

[In Person] At least Emma has the sense to wear a coat ...8I

[mist-intolerant.livejournal.com]

[Fran notices the younger woman, but doesn't greet her. Instead, she stops for a moment and studies her; her body language, how she held herself...people didn't realise how much they gave away, even when they didn't mean to]

[In Person] Only because it's canon! I wouldn't have made her wear it, but...

[my-own-friend.livejournal.com]

[Emma's gaze snaps to Fran's face, and returns the glare.

What was up with those ears? And what on earth was she wearing?]

Yes? Can I help you?

[In Person] Lol XD

[mist-intolerant.livejournal.com]

[Fran is a little taken a back by the harshness of the blondes look and tone, her own remaining monotonous and neutral]

No

[In Person] permission to look around in her head? if it's even possible?

[my-own-friend.livejournal.com]

[Her tone doesn't sit well with Emma.]

Very well then. What are you doing here, if I may ask?

[In Person] Go for it, but you won't find many secrets (if any)

[mist-intolerant.livejournal.com]

The same as you I imagine.

[Emma doesn't threaten her, quite the opposite. Fran just stands her ground and keeps eye contact]

[In Person]

[my-own-friend.livejournal.com]

I'm contemplating the events unfolding here. The murders. Perhaps you've heard of them.

[She most certainly isn't doing that. She avoids questions and Emma doesn't like that.]

What's your name?

[As she speaks, she probes the edges of the girl's mind.

Nothing. She hasn't been here long, and she knows nothing. Only things from her own, strange land. So she's just a taciturn person, then.]

[In Person]

[mist-intolerant.livejournal.com]

Yes, I have

[What was with all the questions?]

Fran.

[Her ears twitch, perhaps in irritation, or maybe she senses that not all of Emma's questions are audible]

[In Person]

[my-own-friend.livejournal.com]

Emma Frost. [She says by way of offering her name.]

Haven't been here long, have you, dear? It's a rather odd place.

[In Person]

[mist-intolerant.livejournal.com]

Yes, it is strange. But if only because it is so mundane.

[In Person]

[my-own-friend.livejournal.com]

Seemingly so, yes. But strange things happen here which are, of course, beyond our control.

I don't like it.