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entranceway2016-04-01 09:01 am
heroica) wrote in entranceway2016-04-01 09:01 am
Entry tags:
- dragon age: alistair,
- dragon age: cullen rutherford,
- dragon age: dorian pavus,
- dragon age: inquisitor trevelyan,
- dragon age: isabela,
- dragon age: leliana,
- dragon age: nathaniel howe,
- dragon age: solas,
- dragon age: warden cousland,
- fallout: the courier,
- marble hornets: alex kralie,
- marvel: natasha romanoff (616),
- once upon a time: emma swan,
- supernatural: dean winchester,
- the flash: barry allen,
- the mummy: evelyn carnahan,
- the vampire diaries: bonnie bennett,
- undertale: alphys,
- undertale: frisk,
- undertale: undyne
➶ three (video)
-land's influence on you. [ Good morning from the tired and faintly exasperated countenance of Robyn, who hastily replaces a wayward braid behind her ear before actually attending to the broadcast. She smiles wearily, clearing her throat before addressing the mansion. ]
Hello, Wonderland. In case we've yet to meet, my name is Robyn Cousland of the Gr- [ She cuts off momentarily to glance away, frowning, and speaks to someone or something off-camera. ] Stop. Sit.
[ There's a low whine, but she returns to the device with a satisfied, short sigh. ]
When I arrived, I... found, if it can be called that, a mabari - a Ferelden hound - in the wardrobe of my room. He isn't nearly as well-behaved as my own, unfortunately; he seems much younger, though I've just been thinking it might be because of the way that this place seems to affect us all. Though, luckily, we haven't all been taking little things from other people and hiding them away.
[ TALKING ABOUT YOU, OREN THE DOG. ]
Which... brings me to my point, which is that the dog has apparently been taking things that don't belong to him. Some of them have names written in them, some books, but most of these things have been difficult to return. I know for a fact that he confiscated possessions of an Emily Bennett, Evelyn O'Connell, and Cullen Rutherford. Also... [ At this, the Warden sifts through the pile as she speaks: ] Several boots, gloves, and gauntlets, mostly leather. A... necklace, I think, made of bone, a clay flower pot, some kind of- [ Maker's breath. She looks momentarily pained and spots of pink rise into the apples of her cheeks. ] Something... called Busty Asian Beauties, and several other things I've yet to identify.
[ The picture on the cover of that particular piece of reading material is overwhelmingly embarrassing and she hastens to end the broadcast. ]
Andraste's grace. Please stop by room thirty on the first floor if you've been missing something, or just tell me what you've lost and I will return it once I've made some sense of this mess.
Hello, Wonderland. In case we've yet to meet, my name is Robyn Cousland of the Gr- [ She cuts off momentarily to glance away, frowning, and speaks to someone or something off-camera. ] Stop. Sit.
[ There's a low whine, but she returns to the device with a satisfied, short sigh. ]
When I arrived, I... found, if it can be called that, a mabari - a Ferelden hound - in the wardrobe of my room. He isn't nearly as well-behaved as my own, unfortunately; he seems much younger, though I've just been thinking it might be because of the way that this place seems to affect us all. Though, luckily, we haven't all been taking little things from other people and hiding them away.
[ TALKING ABOUT YOU, OREN THE DOG. ]
Which... brings me to my point, which is that the dog has apparently been taking things that don't belong to him. Some of them have names written in them, some books, but most of these things have been difficult to return. I know for a fact that he confiscated possessions of an Emily Bennett, Evelyn O'Connell, and Cullen Rutherford. Also... [ At this, the Warden sifts through the pile as she speaks: ] Several boots, gloves, and gauntlets, mostly leather. A... necklace, I think, made of bone, a clay flower pot, some kind of- [ Maker's breath. She looks momentarily pained and spots of pink rise into the apples of her cheeks. ] Something... called Busty Asian Beauties, and several other things I've yet to identify.
[ The picture on the cover of that particular piece of reading material is overwhelmingly embarrassing and she hastens to end the broadcast. ]
Andraste's grace. Please stop by room thirty on the first floor if you've been missing something, or just tell me what you've lost and I will return it once I've made some sense of this mess.
action.
[ Robyn smiles warmly, heart very full (more so than usual, somehow), holding tight to the other (yes, older) woman. ]
I did hear that. But, he could still tell stories about you. [ So, Brennan has had a taste of what she's been experiencing this whole time. His lover still knows and remembers him, though-- not that she would ever begrudge him that, when he's become so dear to her. ]
It was. It is. You'll see, before too long: Wonderland has a penchant for keeping us very busy. Let's see, I... Well, Alistair was almost lured out to catch his death in a blizzard by some kind of monster in the guise of a woman. [ Because, of course he (almost) did. ] There are other people living through the mirrors of our rooms. And-- [ she says suddenly, as if she's just remembered, and pulls out her little device without letting go of Leliana's arm ] These! They really are incredible, though I know you've had the chance to use them a bit. Still, I still think it's amazing, what they can do, even after so many months.
action.
[ it's a thing she's curious about. especially since alistair mentioned hearing stories about what she's been up to as well. just what has brennan been saying about her? ]
It really is, but--what was that about mirrors? [ that seems the more pressing issue here. ] There are people living in them? How is that possible?
[ and does she have to worry about them when she bathes?? ]
action.
[ She isn't, though, because she remembers Robyn. The Warden feels a rush of gratitude, again, for this fact, and squeezes Leliana's arm briefly. ]
Yes. [ Ah, the Mirrors. ] They say that each of us have... another version of ourselves living on the "mirror side," which is a world just through the mirrors. They can see us, whatever they are; they're created, I think, and not really human, but... the stories...
[ She hasn't encountered her own double, though, and is glad for it. ]
When you are on one side, they are on the other. I'm not sure it's possible to meet your own.