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eachdraidh2014-05-31 07:00 pm
prinsects) wrote in eachdraidh2014-05-31 07:00 pm
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[Video | Unlocked | Forward to 06/01.]
[There's a pretty blonde lady's image in the locket. She looks into the feed, tilts her head a touch, and - smirks, or that's an easy way to describe it, and she speaks.]
It appears that I'd not be the first to ask after family, and so, I'm looking for my brother, on the chance that he might appear here, too.
[No reason he oughtn't - it's obvious already that the fairies have brought people into their court from the dead, and so if she was possible to "fix", well - Alfred would be an easy one.]
His name is Alfred. We're twins; you would notice a resemblance.
If anyone meets him, do tell him that Alexia Ashford can hardly wait for him to speak to her again - not once have we had the opportunity to talk since we were children.
[Not that she sounds as if she's dying of anticipation; it's all a pretty bland message. It's a chance, all right. An off-chance, and well - what happens is what happens. She's here herself, either way.
On that note:]
At any rate I think I'll feel rather at home in the Unseelie court. The culture I'm learning it to have reminds me of my old workplace's - somewhat.
Except far more... whimsical. [That'll do. Any light sauciness holds for her last couple of sentences.]
I'd never have thought that I'd live among fairies! Though it seems that such a notion wouldn't have taken a lot of you by surprise.
It appears that I'd not be the first to ask after family, and so, I'm looking for my brother, on the chance that he might appear here, too.
[No reason he oughtn't - it's obvious already that the fairies have brought people into their court from the dead, and so if she was possible to "fix", well - Alfred would be an easy one.]
His name is Alfred. We're twins; you would notice a resemblance.
If anyone meets him, do tell him that Alexia Ashford can hardly wait for him to speak to her again - not once have we had the opportunity to talk since we were children.
[Not that she sounds as if she's dying of anticipation; it's all a pretty bland message. It's a chance, all right. An off-chance, and well - what happens is what happens. She's here herself, either way.
On that note:]
At any rate I think I'll feel rather at home in the Unseelie court. The culture I'm learning it to have reminds me of my old workplace's - somewhat.
Except far more... whimsical. [That'll do. Any light sauciness holds for her last couple of sentences.]
I'd never have thought that I'd live among fairies! Though it seems that such a notion wouldn't have taken a lot of you by surprise.