[Huh. That's a familiar frustrated yell... if one Amethyst hasn't heard for a little while. She sits up blearily, absent mindedly feeling for her radio – aw geez, it wound up on the ground while she was napping. Here's hoping no one tried to call her recently!
She scoots down the tree trunk and scoops up the radio in one hand, but she's still trying to pinpoint the voice she can hear... it sounds like it isn't too far, but... well, the Carnival is kind of a weird place, and hearing familiar voices in the woods doesn't mean you can assume someone familiar is around.
Amethyst slopes skeptically through the trees, and...]
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She scoots down the tree trunk and scoops up the radio in one hand, but she's still trying to pinpoint the voice she can hear... it sounds like it isn't too far, but... well, the Carnival is kind of a weird place, and hearing familiar voices in the woods doesn't mean you can assume someone familiar is around.
Amethyst slopes skeptically through the trees, and...]
-- Yo! Pearl! It really is you!
[She looks a little different from usual but honestly, with Amethyst, what else is new. She's beaming, though.]
What the heck, when did you get here??