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[madamemoiselle]

{Diva appears on the Plane, wearing a white Ao Dai. Or, rather, it was probably white at some point. Now it's caked with mud (and perhaps dotted with a bit of blood) and soaking wet. On each of her shoulders, there's a bamboo pole with a large, heavy looking crate on each end.}

Ne, three hours...What a terrible time for that car to break. At least it was Karl and I, or else we'd never be able to get these back quickly.

{She sets them both down, which hit the ground rather loudly, and decides to take a seat on one of them. She kicks her feet lightly against the box to try and knock some of the mud off while she wrings her hair of some of the water}

But I guess it's a good thing anyways. I wouldn't have done this the first time. Ah, actually, Karl's face was really funny, since he didn't expect me to offer my help. My, my, I suppose that's just proof, isn't it? But we're lucky, since we haven't really met anyone since we left. Or the people that we've met know me as Quan Âm, so it doesn't really matter.

{Stretches, her limbs audibly cracking}

It's too bad about what I'm bringing them, but it's how the village survives. I don't want them to die early, at least. If only it weren't raining so hard, it'd at least be cleaner...

((ooc: Last progression of Diva's experiment! Vietnam, 1973))

Comments

[contract_star]

Vietnam?

[madamemoiselle]

{Nods} Since a few days ago, actually. But I forgot how busy it was to take care of my village, so I haven't come here since I went. But since I've been running for three hours, I figured that it would be alright to take a break here.

[contract_star]

Three hours? ...Yeah, I'd say a break was in order. How are you doing?

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, I'm fine! It was...Well, it was mostly fun when I was in that village in Vietnam. Like yesterday I helped them harvest some rice, which surprised everyone and I played with the children while the adults all went to something.

{Waves her hand dismissively} But I guess now it's a little dangerous, since I left the village. They use too much fire in this war, so it's a bit worrisome. But I'll be fine.

[contract_star]

Ah...well, I'm glad. Just be careful, I suppose...

[He tilts his head a little.] What's in the crates?

[didorothy]

You've moved to the next one, haven't you?

[madamemoiselle]

I have! I'm working pretty hard this time, though. I thought about what you said, and...Well, I decided to help them more this time than I did the first time. That's a good thing to do, right?

[didorothy]

It is. What's in the crates?

[a pause]

And are you all right?

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, supplies. Some food, medicine, ammunition, clothes, things like that.

{Nods} I'm fine, though. Well, I'm a little dirty, but I think I'll live through that.

[didorothy]

Stolen from American soldiers?

[it's not that unreasonable an assumption, okay?]

[mercwamouth]

Coming from me this is gonna sound weird, but who you talkin' to?

[madamemoiselle]

Mm, I guess just anyone that will listen! I'm in a good mood today.

[mercwamouth]

Whyzat?

[madamemoiselle]

Mm, well I'm in Vietnam now, and it's really fun here. Well, it's not very fun right now, but I'm doing something nice for my village, I guess.

[mercwamouth]

There's not a war going on, is there?

[oncemarauder.livejournal.com]

[just listens, concerned and curious, before approaching]

Surviving is definitely something. You're...not hurt at all, are you?

[madamemoiselle]

{Cheerfully} My shoulders are a little raw, but they're healing already. It's no problem at all.

[oncemarauder.livejournal.com]

[nods] Right. That's good, then. [pause] Would you like me to dry you off?

[madamemoiselle]

Ah, you can do that?

[oncemarauder.livejournal.com]

[more nodding! and a smile] Easily. [pulls out his wand and murmurs a drying charm, banishing the water clinging to her]

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

[she's taking in everything you just said Diva, and there are a lot of questions, but first things first, judging from that mud (and perhaps that dotting of blood, too)]

You all right?

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, I'm fine! I've just been running for a while, and it's wet, so I got dirty.

((ooc: It's fine! ♥))

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

Well, I can see the wet and dirty piece of it. What are you going to all that trouble for?

[madamemoiselle]

Well, I was on my way back from the base to deliver the crates to my village, but the Jeep broke. So I decided that it'd be better for Karl and I to just run the rest of the way. It's only twenty miles or so, after all.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

Only twenty miles! Blimey. I'm hoping it was something important in those crates, you running all that way in the rain and mud and all.