Freakout Time [Maybe 2 hours into the new liminal]

[mytearsaremine]

[Not long after liminal changes over, but with time enough for the psychic network to start quietly bubbling again, a voice is broadcast into the fray: and that voice is loud.

For once, it isn't Jules. Instead, it's a teenage girl's voice, and while emotions and tone don't translate over the network without a little more experience than she's had, it's still pretty obviously as much of a scream as one can make when one is brand new:]

GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!

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[mytearsaremine]

No, I... it's okay. There's other people talking, too, and I think they're gonna explain.

Are you, uh. Are you okay?

[Because that is some weird stilted thought-ness, there.]

[volving]

Good.

[ And then that question, which sparks a little spike of confusion from the older girl - look, when she can't SEE people, it's harder to figure out what they're thinking about, okay? ]

...Yes?

[mytearsaremine]

Just, you know. Making sure. I don't know how this thing works, but you sort of don't talk like anybody else who's talking in my head? That's probably rude to say. Sorry. But it's still true.

[volving]

Oh. [ Right, she noticed that talking thing. ] I don't speak... well. It's... new. To me. Learning to.. speak. But... I'm fine.

[mytearsaremine]

Oh. Geez, I'm sorry. That really was rude, then. So was screaming at you. Uh, sorry about that, too.

[volving]

[ She laughs, softly ] It's fine. I don't... mind. Especially since... you stopped screaming.

[mytearsaremine]

Yeah, that's probably a good thing. Not screaming. I promise I won't do that again. It was just the surprise and stuff.