Boat Log Three // you don't know what you have until it's gone

[rhymebell.livejournal.com]

[Rhyme's a bit.... upset at the moment, to put it lightly. Hinata was taken, Neku was taken, and a bunch of other people she knew. And she can't do anything to help them. This is quite upsetting in many manners, and so Rhyme for most of the day has been ignoring the kitchen in favor of laying in the rather uncomfortable hammock she owns. She leafs through her journal, and reads a bit.... no good news. Now, her voice a bit weak from the bit of crying that she did, and how rarely she's used it since the Navy took captives, she dictates.]

If anyone needs me, I'll be in the kitchen.

[And the hammock roughly swings as she gets out, proof that she'd doing exactly that.]

[[OOC: Depressed Rhyme is depressed. Feel free to bother her over the journal or in person. She isn't quite cheerful, so don't expect a bunch of smiles.]]