[She's definitely not dressed to stay, hanging uncomfortably by the wall. Occasionally she grimaces and touches at the bruising on her throat, and generally looks fairly uncertain about being here at all.
After a moment she turns to face the wall and bumps her forehead against it a few times with a ragged sigh.] This was a stupid idea.
[B]
[At some point Mio can be found hovering around the dessert table, picking at sweets occasionally. She's got a cup of soda in one hand, and a plate of chips and a slice of cake in the other and for the first tie since she got there looks a little pleased. At least something good came from this, even if she's determined to see herself out after an appropriate amount of time has passed.
But something--some loud noise, or something--startles her into, well. Dropping everything. And flinging her drink in the process, probably into someone's face. Sorry!
Mio stares in horror and yelps, immediately grabbing for napkins and trying to salvage the situation.] I-I'm sorry! I'll clean it up!
[C]
[obligatory wildcard option. Maybe you catch Mio as she attempts to sneak out, or looking like she wants to join some game or group, but completely unable to make herself actually join it. Or maybe you'll go for the nosy option of wanting to ask about the neck bruises or something. Anything goes!]
wake me up inside.mp3
[She's definitely not dressed to stay, hanging uncomfortably by the wall. Occasionally she grimaces and touches at the bruising on her throat, and generally looks fairly uncertain about being here at all.
After a moment she turns to face the wall and bumps her forehead against it a few times with a ragged sigh.] This was a stupid idea.
[B]
[At some point Mio can be found hovering around the dessert table, picking at sweets occasionally. She's got a cup of soda in one hand, and a plate of chips and a slice of cake in the other and for the first tie since she got there looks a little pleased. At least something good came from this, even if she's determined to see herself out after an appropriate amount of time has passed.
But something--some loud noise, or something--startles her into, well. Dropping everything. And flinging her drink in the process, probably into someone's face. Sorry!
Mio stares in horror and yelps, immediately grabbing for napkins and trying to salvage the situation.] I-I'm sorry! I'll clean it up!
[C]
[obligatory wildcard option. Maybe you catch Mio as she attempts to sneak out, or looking like she wants to join some game or group, but completely unable to make herself actually join it. Or maybe you'll go for the nosy option of wanting to ask about the neck bruises or something. Anything goes!]