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Sylvetta Vuong
The conversation actually went on.
Sat Dec 20, 2014 01:51
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OOC: I'm just a little bit nervous, but everything's OK now, thank you for the reassurance :D Also, hello Caelia!

BIC:

Hey, hey, hey, someone's doing the talky-talky, part of Sylvetta's brain nudged at her lightly. They expect an answer, as from someone who can be a decent human being and return the talky-talky, so /answer them/.

Sylvetta stared at the letter "r" in the word "rơi", and decided that she could be a decent human being. It was just a little bit, well, new to her: bookworms were never the most sociable people; and through her first four years going to public school in her hometown, being ignored by half the class and looked at curiously by the other half, she had never got a chance to develop thoroughly the ability of participating in a conversation. Nonetheless, her vocabulary was more than enough for daily conversing, and she had a mouth. "The great Wizard of Oz," she looked up from the book (there was two girls next to her, but she knew better than questioning that aloud) and showed them the cover. This was one of the only three books she'd brought with her when she first moved to the US to live with her aunt and uncle, and the artwork on the cover was just stunning.

Now, when having moved her head to take a look around, Sylvetta realised that she and the two girls (and, uh, this party - obviously this was a party and she had dived head first in it without any knowledge of her current situation) were in the Labyrinth Garden, and there also were more people than she had estimated. This was a birthday party, apparently, she though, looking at her half-eaten piece of cake. It could have been slightly embarassing and wholefully disrespectful for her to appear in a party looking the way she did right then - white shirt, Christmas sweater, woollen hat, black pants and her one-of-a-kind pair of glasses - but one had to admit the book was good.

Oh, talking about the book. "It's in my native language," Sylvetta added, "Vietnamese." Somehow people making mistakes concerning languages always got on her nerves. Not many things could do that. "And happy birthday," she turned to the girl in pink dress - this person sure had a distinctive color preference. "Sorry for appearing out of the blue, uh, Ginger?"

OOC: Really, Sylvetta's making such a mistake here... It's consciously written in, I swear.

  • Yes, a party! - Ginger Pierce, Fri Dec 19 22:11
    OOC: Yeah, what Caelia said. No rush on responses. You just post when you can, whether that be the same day or the next week, and the narrative continues as if no time passes in between. Caelia,... more
    • The conversation actually went on. - Sylvetta Vuong, Sat Dec 20 01:51
      • Conversations tend to do that :) - Caelia Lucan, Tue Dec 23 15:57
        A non-egg, non-milk cake sounded horrid and Caelia scrunched up her face a little bit. She felt for Ginger who, though seemed to enjoy the rougher things in life like balls and outdoor games if her... more
        • I'm a talker - Ginger Pierce, Tue Dec 23 22:28
          OOC: Just as a note of etiquette, it is considered polite - and might be an actual site rule now, I'm not sure - to take turns in three(or more)-person threads, so you keep posting in the same order... more
          • Not much of a talker, but maybe acceptable - Sylvetta Vuong, Wed Dec 24 10:53
            It took Sylvetta a whole three seconds to conjure up a plan of reaction to the new information - new? There really should be embarassment here - and she chose to blink at the obviously-not-Ginger... more
            • An Interruption - Wujy, Mon Dec 29 13:24
              Hot dog! Izzy thought to herself as she dressed for her first school party. My first invitation to a party for magic folks! She spritzed her wild curls with water and combed through them briefly,... more
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