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queenofheartsrp2011-04-05 06:40 am
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First // Video
[Video comes on to show Lady Oscar as she finishes buttoning up her uniform jacket. It seems she's brushed the Vine by accident while getting redressed. She shifts the sword belt on her hip and looks around, before noticing the Vine]
What? [She moves closer to inspect the 'mirror']
Right. The scroll said this was a communication device?
[She pulls herself up and looks straight in to the mirror]
In that case, I am Lady Oscar François de Jarjayes, Commander of the Royal Guard of His Majesty the King of France. I demand to know why you have kidnapped me and your conditions for my release. I assure you, His Majesty will not take kindly to this.
[She sighs, and there's a long pause.]
The information provided seems to indicate than there are others here? Besides the... animals of course. Perhaps, even in this odd circumstance proper protocol should be followed. Would there be someone who would know how to properly apply for an audience with Her Majesty? Perhaps going through proper channels will make her more sympathetic to my situation. While I trust Girodelle implicitly to run the Guard in my stead, I am not fool enough to think my position at court can survive a prolonged absence.
Besides. Rosalie still needs me.
[She sighs and looks around, before standing and restlessly pacing the clearing.]
I would also appreciate directions. I have little desire to go traipsing through the wilderness to little purpose. [A bird trills, and Oscar glances up at it. It flies off to a tree some distance away, then looks back and trills again.] This is not a child's fairy tale. I am most certainly not following some bird.
What? [She moves closer to inspect the 'mirror']
Right. The scroll said this was a communication device?
[She pulls herself up and looks straight in to the mirror]
In that case, I am Lady Oscar François de Jarjayes, Commander of the Royal Guard of His Majesty the King of France. I demand to know why you have kidnapped me and your conditions for my release. I assure you, His Majesty will not take kindly to this.
[She sighs, and there's a long pause.]
The information provided seems to indicate than there are others here? Besides the... animals of course. Perhaps, even in this odd circumstance proper protocol should be followed. Would there be someone who would know how to properly apply for an audience with Her Majesty? Perhaps going through proper channels will make her more sympathetic to my situation. While I trust Girodelle implicitly to run the Guard in my stead, I am not fool enough to think my position at court can survive a prolonged absence.
Besides. Rosalie still needs me.
[She sighs and looks around, before standing and restlessly pacing the clearing.]
I would also appreciate directions. I have little desire to go traipsing through the wilderness to little purpose. [A bird trills, and Oscar glances up at it. It flies off to a tree some distance away, then looks back and trills again.] This is not a child's fairy tale. I am most certainly not following some bird.
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This place is not Hell. It is a strange place, indeed, but I do not think it is as you describe.
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It might be, you don't know. Got a better word for it?
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It is a place, nothing more. All places are what you make of them. But I at least am not dead, ergo, this is not Hell.
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