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driftfleet2017-09-13 09:50 pm
twilightminstrel) wrote in driftfleet2017-09-13 09:50 pm
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(Voice)
Who: Daeron
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Huntress
When: Evening 9/13
[The soft voice of one of the Huntress' resident elves pipes up one evening, mingling with the sound of a harp. Unlike his usual songs, as those who know him would realize, Daeron sings in the Common Tongue, and there's a clear note of wistful memory and almost joy.]
Her limbs were white,
Her hair like night,
Her BZZZZZ!
[A rather horrid noise, now painfully familiar around the Huntress, interrupts and ends his song, and the feed- he might be a bit busy shutting the vuvuzela up to answer immediately!]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Huntress
When: Evening 9/13
[The soft voice of one of the Huntress' resident elves pipes up one evening, mingling with the sound of a harp. Unlike his usual songs, as those who know him would realize, Daeron sings in the Common Tongue, and there's a clear note of wistful memory and almost joy.]
Her limbs were white,
Her hair like night,
Her BZZZZZ!
[A rather horrid noise, now painfully familiar around the Huntress, interrupts and ends his song, and the feed- he might be a bit busy shutting the vuvuzela up to answer immediately!]
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Daeron takes a good couple minutes before sitting back down, the 'instrument' blessedly silent, and huffs out a breath.]
You could make an effort to teach it better manners.
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This is the basis of their brotherly quarrels. No, really.)They are slow to learn, but enthusiastic, I would say!