Lola gave a start, nearly loosing grasp of the book as a voice came down from the tree tops. She was used to oddities, strangeness, and all around crazy occurrences but voices out of nowhere still startled and unsettled her quite a bit. She thought it probably had something to do with all the horror films she watched in her other life, back when she was more or less normal.<br/><br/>The rather queasy feeling working up in her stomach doubled when she realized that she couldnâ€™t quite find the source of the voice through the dark and the trees. A slasher film if ever she saw oneâ€¦ but the voice didnâ€™t seem particularly mean or dangerous, a little stern maybe but pleasant.<br/><br/>Puffing her cheeks out she exhaled with a flourish, snapped the book closed, and turned in the general direction she thought the voice was coming from.<br/><br/>In the darkness she thought she saw, perhaps, the gleam of eyes and felt her confidence build a little. For some reason she liked better to think she was talking to an actual, solid, entity rather than a random god voice and she perked up considerably at the realization that she was probably talking to a real person.<br/><br/>She took a moment to recount exactly what was said and then let a rather bright, if not sheepish, smile spread over her face.<br/><br/>â€œYeah, wellâ€¦â€ she folded her arms behind her back and kicked at the ground much like an embarrassed child. â€œIâ€™ve never been much for landingsâ€¦ or reading the instructionsâ€ she laughed and swung her arms back around to her front, crossing them just below her chest, book still in hand. â€œAnd anywayâ€ her expression changed to one of slight indignation â€œitâ€™s the portals fault. Stupid thingsâ€™ got it out for meâ€ she huffed and then laughed again, though a little nervously this time, eyes darting about, trying to get a real and true fix on whoever it was there with her.<br/><br/>She hoped he was friendlyâ€¦ and she hoped her assumption that he was a he was correct. It could get mighty awkward when she called someone out of their gender and now wanted even more to see the strangers face.<br/><br/>It would be weird to ask though wouldnâ€™t it? Hey you, come out so I can make sure youâ€™re a guy. Yeah, that was weirdâ€¦ It was also weird that she was now more fixated on finding out his gender rather than finding out why exactly he was stalking the tree tops and keeping himself hidden.<br/><br/>â€œPrioritiesâ€ she told herself, not quite noticing that she was speaking aloud. â€œGotta get em straightâ€¦ Uhâ€¦â€ she looked down thoughtfully again then back up. â€œCould youâ€¦ come down please? I uhâ€¦ Iâ€™d much rather prefer continuing whatever conversation we may have face to face.â€<br/><span style="font-style: italic"><br/>Nice save!</span>She cheered in her head.<span style="font-style: italic">Itâ€™s best that people think your normal Lola. </span>