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driftfleet2017-04-04 06:43 pm
nugqueen) wrote in driftfleet2017-04-04 06:43 pm
009 || video;
Who: Leliana
Broadcast: yes!
Action: aboard the Blue Fish
When: now!
[Have a red headed bard on your feed, flooters. Anyone who knows her well enough might take note of the absolutely look of fury lurking in her features. Someone decided to send her a 'nice' gift via their lovely sponsors. In her lap rests a box, open and well within view of the video feed. In the box looks to be some pink fabric and a note, gripped tightly in her hand.]
It is a pity our sponsors cannot interact with us here on the network, for I find myself quite moved to have several words with them about adhering to hearsay and rumors.
[She laughs but it has none of the usual joy behind it. If anything it sounds akin to a witch or a demon's laugh. It's a good thing she has the rest of the Blue Fish to keep her spirits up or she'd probably be on quite the rampage.]
It has also reached my attention that somewhat celebration - or perhaps a few stiff drinks - are in order. I have been present in the fleet for a year now. I wonder what others do to mark the occasion. Perhaps getting heavily inebriated isn't such a stretch, no?
[She may not do much of that, if at all, but damned if her black mood didn't call for it.]
To mark the occasion, our sponsors gifted me with a strange one piece outfit. It looks somewhat like Schmooples, I suppose, but I can't be sure.
[As for the note - anyone who comes in person to see it can find out what it says. They'll find probing questions asking her to confirm if she secretly eats nug meat or if her hair is actually red or - even worse - if she ws secretly involved with Divine Justinia during their time together. To them it was quite the sordid romance. To her it was disgusting and was the source of her dangerous mood.]
Broadcast: yes!
Action: aboard the Blue Fish
When: now!
[Have a red headed bard on your feed, flooters. Anyone who knows her well enough might take note of the absolutely look of fury lurking in her features. Someone decided to send her a 'nice' gift via their lovely sponsors. In her lap rests a box, open and well within view of the video feed. In the box looks to be some pink fabric and a note, gripped tightly in her hand.]
It is a pity our sponsors cannot interact with us here on the network, for I find myself quite moved to have several words with them about adhering to hearsay and rumors.
[She laughs but it has none of the usual joy behind it. If anything it sounds akin to a witch or a demon's laugh. It's a good thing she has the rest of the Blue Fish to keep her spirits up or she'd probably be on quite the rampage.]
It has also reached my attention that somewhat celebration - or perhaps a few stiff drinks - are in order. I have been present in the fleet for a year now. I wonder what others do to mark the occasion. Perhaps getting heavily inebriated isn't such a stretch, no?
[She may not do much of that, if at all, but damned if her black mood didn't call for it.]
To mark the occasion, our sponsors gifted me with a strange one piece outfit. It looks somewhat like Schmooples, I suppose, but I can't be sure.
[As for the note - anyone who comes in person to see it can find out what it says. They'll find probing questions asking her to confirm if she secretly eats nug meat or if her hair is actually red or - even worse - if she ws secretly involved with Divine Justinia during their time together. To them it was quite the sordid romance. To her it was disgusting and was the source of her dangerous mood.]
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Oh.
She sighs through her nose as she reads about the questions pertaining to Justinia.]
These people know no shame, it seems.
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[She holds it up, wrinkling her nose. She would have graciously accepted the thing were it not for the note. It would have remained forever in the back of her closet or been shoved onto Riona if the two ever got to drinking. Riona in a nug costume... now that would have been funny. Now she just wanted to burn the thing.]
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I believe it is supposed to be a nug.
[In which case it's a bad rendition. Nugs are much cuter.]
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[Riona grimaces at the sight.]
Someone took your love of nugs a bit too far.
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[She chuckles a little, tucking the damnable thing away again.]
And they took their invasion of your personal life quite seriously as well. I don't think the doll does him justice. Not chiseled enough.
[She's teasing of course. Only mildly. She knows it's a sore subject right now.]
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[She snorts, though it's not exactly humorous.]
They do love to do that. [Her tone softens.] Nothing could do him justice. Not a doll, or a painting or... [Anything but the man himself. She sighs quietly. Much has changed over the past decade, but not how much she loves her husband. True, their relationship has evolved and changed. They're not the young couple who made doe eyes at each other over the fire anymore. But it's grown into something stronger, tested by and surviving all kinds of trials and hardships.
Ah, but she's getting lost in thought, and Leli only meant to tease.]
And no, not chiseled enough.