Ella of Frell (
rebella) wrote in
driftfleet2014-12-23 05:11 pm
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who thought moose guards was a good idea anyway?!
Who: Ella & you!
Broadcast: Audio, Fleet-wide?
Action: On Planet
When: Now
Hello? Is this working?
( Ella's keeping her voice low. Something whines near her communicator. She make a hushing sound in return before continuing to talk. )
I really hope it is... uh, if anyone's out there, do you have any... pointers... on how to escape a guard deer when you've been treed in an ice sculpture with a fox?
( Problems where children demand your assistance in rescuing their lost fox. Problems when you have to listen to direct orders. There' a loud THWACK and Ella tucks the fox in closer to her abdomen and pull her legs up while she hauls herself up another branch of the odd sculpture. There's one heck of a big moose huffing and circling this ice-carving tree-bird-angel she's climbed into. )
Broadcast: Audio, Fleet-wide?
Action: On Planet
When: Now
Hello? Is this working?
( Ella's keeping her voice low. Something whines near her communicator. She make a hushing sound in return before continuing to talk. )
I really hope it is... uh, if anyone's out there, do you have any... pointers... on how to escape a guard deer when you've been treed in an ice sculpture with a fox?
( Problems where children demand your assistance in rescuing their lost fox. Problems when you have to listen to direct orders. There' a loud THWACK and Ella tucks the fox in closer to her abdomen and pull her legs up while she hauls herself up another branch of the odd sculpture. There's one heck of a big moose huffing and circling this ice-carving tree-bird-angel she's climbed into. )

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And if you're really trying to either calm or frighten a beast, especially with a language that you've judged to be evil, you've really got to put some heart into it.
...Assuming that you're still in danger of being trampled by a monstrous, rampaging deer, anyway.
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Thank you very much.
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...Unless you're perfectly comfortable up there, of course. Who am I to judge?
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( Though she does try again - with far more effort - speaking in that particular tongue that coaxes attention, draws ears and eyes her way. This time, it's far simpler: you're tired. So tired. Just rest. Rest. Close eyes. Rest. Sleep. Happy dreams. Sleep, pony. (She had no word for deer in ogrish.) Sleep.
Slowly, it almost seems to be working. More the moose has slowed down than anything else, but it's some result. )