[Jane finally reaches the top step and lets out a sigh, pausing because her heart feels like it's going to explode and her lungs are burning something terrible. Everywhere she went was only a floor or two or had an elevator, so this was unusual.]
What, they never heard of an elevator in this Siren's Port?
[Jane thinks Yosuke is just being polite, not noticing the whole 'ladies first' thing. Since Jane just assumes Yosuke is the girl that she looks like.]
I still have no idea what you're talking about. But, thanks. For letting me come here, I mean. What did Keichi do, anyway?
[Jane asks, curious. She's not always one to divulge information about herself but she likes to know who she's hanging around. She can't sit still, though, and just stands, pacing every so often, her hands never leaving the purse she's clutching.]
Can I smoke in here? I could really, really use a cigarette. Wait...if I was here before, does Jesse know I'm gone? Or back? Or...anything? Last I know I was in his apartment. Laying down. And then I woke up on that baseball field.
[He's pretty much at the forefront of her mind right now, sorry Yosuke. Jane's starting to feel stressed and ill. It's the heroin wearing off and the disorientation of being here. And of course...that pull sickness. It was creeping up on her and getting worse with the passing moments.]
Re: 10/3 - late afternoon/early evening
[Jane finally reaches the top step and lets out a sigh, pausing because her heart feels like it's going to explode and her lungs are burning something terrible. Everywhere she went was only a floor or two or had an elevator, so this was unusual.]
What, they never heard of an elevator in this Siren's Port?
[Jane thinks Yosuke is just being polite, not noticing the whole 'ladies first' thing. Since Jane just assumes Yosuke is the girl that she looks like.]
I still have no idea what you're talking about. But, thanks. For letting me come here, I mean. What did Keichi do, anyway?
[Jane asks, curious. She's not always one to divulge information about herself but she likes to know who she's hanging around. She can't sit still, though, and just stands, pacing every so often, her hands never leaving the purse she's clutching.]
Can I smoke in here? I could really, really use a cigarette. Wait...if I was here before, does Jesse know I'm gone? Or back? Or...anything? Last I know I was in his apartment. Laying down. And then I woke up on that baseball field.
[He's pretty much at the forefront of her mind right now, sorry Yosuke. Jane's starting to feel stressed and ill. It's the heroin wearing off and the disorientation of being here. And of course...that pull sickness. It was creeping up on her and getting worse with the passing moments.]