The Yarn and the Doll

"But there's plenty of water in the big puddles, why don't they use that..?" she wonders. "My hand feels normal, I think." she nods, picking up her basket. "What now?"

That was a large question to Doll. The school was huge; she had not even looked over half of it. Just then, a large question struck her. "What's a dorm? And a cafeteria?" she asks. Some person had told her about them. But she didn't know where they were, or even what they were.

Doll blinks. "What's.. eating?" she asks, thinking hard. She didn't eat, she charged, or so the bad man said. Like a battery or something. She just stuck her finger into one of the two black holes on the white panels, and wham! Full charge. But Doll knew nothing else. "Why is the sky blue..?" she wonders absentmindedly, staring blankly out the window.

Doll never had a need to eat or drink, more than she had a need to sleep. She ran on an electrical battery of sorts located where, if she were a living girl, her heart should have been. Ironic?

((I can't picture Doll being the dominant one. xD If you let her, she'd stare out the window allll day if she could.))

Doll's hair would feel strangely thread-like. Her face clouds. "I don't think I can observe very well. Can I?" she wonders, wandering off in a random direction, her basket in her hands. Her look shows that she's far off thinking, which was unusual, considering the world was full of questions that were unanswered.

She starts down one of the long hallways, still quiet. What had caused this strange wordless-ness? Even Doll herself didn't know. The hall seemed oddly quiet, as everyone was most likely outside. At least, hopefully.

"C-Connect? How so?" she asks, not really expecting him to answer this time. All the sudden, she felt tired. She wasn't exactly sure why, but as a vision crossed her eyes, she was certain: It was just a simple image, her hand reach it to an electrical outlet, and other arms reaching to stop her. How strange. Wasn't charging a good thing.

"Do you charge?" she asks, deciding to make certain.

"Oh.." Doll frowns. She felt like she was annoying. She wasn't evens sure what that definition was, yet. All she knew was that she got an air of a taunt feeling in the air. Her stitches could sense it. She starts to walk faster, then abruptly stops.

Doll looks the at the lower wall, pointing to an electrical plug. She reaches an outstretched hand towards it. "Like this.." she says, kneeling down to reach the outlet better.