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capeandcowl2012-07-23 12:59 am
glowsferatu) wrote in capeandcowl2012-07-23 12:59 am
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015 ♍ video
[ kanaya's sitting cross-legged in a nightgown on the couch, the room dark aside from the glow from the television and the rather bright one her skin's putting off. aradia's there next to her in pajamas and a t-shirt, leaning against her shoulder and fast asleep.
there's a scalemate held tightly in one of her arms and tub of ice cream, something minty, in the other, with a box of tissues in her lap. her eyes are puffy and tired, red from crying, but her expression is empty of any emotion, like it doesn't know how to properly communicate everything she's feeling right now and settled for something weary, overwhelmed, and stunned instead.
her focus remains on the movie she's watching, though she does flick her gaze to the camera every now and again, to properly acknowledge the recording she's making. ]
The house feels too empty, as an abundance of space not given its due utilization is wont to. It's far too great a residence for only three individuals. There should be more than that, and I can feel its discontentment at being so poorly allocated.
[ she pauses after saying that, just staring at the television. it's about ten seconds before a sniffle tries to creep up, but instead she sets her jaw and continues. ] Terezi's gone. There's no uncertainty on this matter. Additionally, it has been days since last I saw Feferi, and I have had little success in locating her by my own means. This leaves only the three of us, Ron included. Whether we should open the possibility to new tenants has occurred to me, but...
[ she takes a deep breath ] I thought it needed to be announced, in case any listening may have been acquainted with-- [ she cuts herself off as her eyes suddenly narrow and her glow starts to flicker. is it something anne parillaud is doing on the screen? whatever it is leaves her face in a miserable bitterness as she sets her ice cream on the table and reaches for the communicator, tapping a few buttons before the feed ends. ]
[ she's not finished yet, however. she just had something settle in her mind that wasn't for public ears. one private voice message goes to seras victoria. ]
You've told me before that you don't suffer from a thirst in the same manner as I have. Can I assume from this that you have never thought to employ the abilities granted by your status in your duties?
[ and another for donna troy: ] I have something I would like to discuss with you, if you're willing to hear it.
there's a scalemate held tightly in one of her arms and tub of ice cream, something minty, in the other, with a box of tissues in her lap. her eyes are puffy and tired, red from crying, but her expression is empty of any emotion, like it doesn't know how to properly communicate everything she's feeling right now and settled for something weary, overwhelmed, and stunned instead.
her focus remains on the movie she's watching, though she does flick her gaze to the camera every now and again, to properly acknowledge the recording she's making. ]
The house feels too empty, as an abundance of space not given its due utilization is wont to. It's far too great a residence for only three individuals. There should be more than that, and I can feel its discontentment at being so poorly allocated.
[ she pauses after saying that, just staring at the television. it's about ten seconds before a sniffle tries to creep up, but instead she sets her jaw and continues. ] Terezi's gone. There's no uncertainty on this matter. Additionally, it has been days since last I saw Feferi, and I have had little success in locating her by my own means. This leaves only the three of us, Ron included. Whether we should open the possibility to new tenants has occurred to me, but...
[ she takes a deep breath ] I thought it needed to be announced, in case any listening may have been acquainted with-- [ she cuts herself off as her eyes suddenly narrow and her glow starts to flicker. is it something anne parillaud is doing on the screen? whatever it is leaves her face in a miserable bitterness as she sets her ice cream on the table and reaches for the communicator, tapping a few buttons before the feed ends. ]
[ she's not finished yet, however. she just had something settle in her mind that wasn't for public ears. one private voice message goes to seras victoria. ]
You've told me before that you don't suffer from a thirst in the same manner as I have. Can I assume from this that you have never thought to employ the abilities granted by your status in your duties?
[ and another for donna troy: ] I have something I would like to discuss with you, if you're willing to hear it.