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001 | Katherine Pierce
Mar. 7th, 2013 10:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
katerinapetrovas[The video flickers on to show a woman's face, she backs up slightly once she notices that the device has started filming. Wrist communicators, really? Katherine doesn't appreciate the subtle hints towards whatever sci-fi disaster this is.]
Whoever this is, you're making a mistake if you think you can keep me here, so you'd be best showing yourself- [The threat's there, lingering on her tongue 'unless you want me to rip your throat out', but seeing as she has no idea what she was dealing with just yet she decides to keep quiet for the time being.
She waits a moment and then rolls her eyes.]
Fine, continue being useless. So glad I have you. [She taps the screen impatiently, it's hardly comforting that the only sign of anyone being around seems to be the unattractive thing on her wrist. She may have been around consistently for the past five hundred years but that doesn't mean that she's grown to love technology anymore than when they decided that lightbulbs were a good idea.]
[The camera shakes as she gets to her feet, looking above where she was now standing to see a statue of a Grecian woman and decides not to bother trying to guess which God it's meant to represent seeing as it probably isn't any of them. She notice that the communicator on her wrist is still videoing and turns it off with an irritated growl.]
Isn't there anyone around for a damsel in distress?
[She is feeling distressed, after all. The damsel part might not be completely true, however.]
Whoever this is, you're making a mistake if you think you can keep me here, so you'd be best showing yourself- [The threat's there, lingering on her tongue 'unless you want me to rip your throat out', but seeing as she has no idea what she was dealing with just yet she decides to keep quiet for the time being.
She waits a moment and then rolls her eyes.]
Fine, continue being useless. So glad I have you. [She taps the screen impatiently, it's hardly comforting that the only sign of anyone being around seems to be the unattractive thing on her wrist. She may have been around consistently for the past five hundred years but that doesn't mean that she's grown to love technology anymore than when they decided that lightbulbs were a good idea.]
[The camera shakes as she gets to her feet, looking above where she was now standing to see a statue of a Grecian woman and decides not to bother trying to guess which God it's meant to represent seeing as it probably isn't any of them. She notice that the communicator on her wrist is still videoing and turns it off with an irritated growl.]
Isn't there anyone around for a damsel in distress?
[She is feeling distressed, after all. The damsel part might not be completely true, however.]