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driftfleet2014-12-02 06:18 pm
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mingle post? mingle post. MINGLE POST!!
Who: you
Broadcast: if you want
Action: also if you want
When: right. goddamn. now.
[ It's a mingle post. IN SPACE.
Just comment and tag around. ]
Broadcast: if you want
Action: also if you want
When: right. goddamn. now.
[ It's a mingle post. IN SPACE.
Just comment and tag around. ]
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( One could squint and see friendliness there. Sort of. If they held their head a certain way. Ella straightens her skirts, not that they need straightening, but it gives her hands something to do. )
Then again I might be resentful if I was only being kept around just to be thrown into the pot once I was fat enough.
( Thanks, Father. Gratefully, that's a metaphorical fire of marriage and one also she's... just had to ruthlessly ruin with the prince, but that's all part of the price necessary to pay for the greater good of the kingdom, and the man she loves. Unfortunately. Ella's smile falters, but evens out again a moment after. She steps back, out of range of the ostrich and its beak. )
You're a persistent thing, aren't you? Pull your head back in where it belongs, you'll get stuck like this, and what will the other birds have to say about it?
( Lecturing an ostrich while not exactly serious at all, she does have her hands both on her hips now. )
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Maybe... we should just leave it alone...
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( no walking away is probably the better answer sobs, but the bird still can't reach them where they are )
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Are you sure it's all right? Maybe we should just... let it be...
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You don't think it's just lonely?
( She's joking. No really, she is. Ella gives a small wave to the ostrich before deciding that exiting is probably indeed a good idea so the poor thing can calm itself down. )
I think anything would be bothered when it feels teased by people outside of where it can freely go. I wonder if they're intelligent enough to get bored... we can head over toward the market area, if you want.
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[She's just relieved to be walking away. Skittish girl. And she follows after Ella, though she takes a moment to look over this stranger's unusual garb and appearance with curiosity.]
Um, who are you? [BEFORE SHE JUST FOLLOWS ELLA OFF WILLY-NILLY]
late tags you i'm sorry senri
( She smiles, a small sort of smile, like there's something nostalgic or amusing in that clarification. She just... doesn't need to be her father's daughter, or the woman who'd almost helped spell out disaster for her home nation. )
Which makes me an oaf for neglecting to introduce myself before now. I hope you can forgive me, miss...?