[Audio Recording]
[A click of a keyboard heralds the beginning of the recording, followed by another few rapid tapping noises; a few moments later, an unfinished audio track begins to play softly through the speakers. After playing through about twenty seconds, it stops, the keyboard clicks again, and the clip replays--this time with a murmured voice quietly singing along.]
Sing for me, little mockingbird, your voice, my whim, never speak a word--
[No, no good. The clip rewinds; the voice tries again.]
Bird within an iron cage...gilded cage...golden cage...
[No, still not quite. It rewinds again and plays through alone, with no voice in accompaniment, and then stops. There is a rustle of fabric as someone slumps a little lower in her chair, and her fingers tap lightly against the keys in thought.]
And the emperor said, go fetch the nightingale and bring it to sing for my son, and the servants traveled far and wide and caught it, and put it into a cage, and brought it back for the little prince...but it stayed silent in its golden cage, and never sang a single note.
[The music rewinds once more.]
Nightingale in a golden cage, that's me, never free, tethered fast to my stage...
[Hm. Better. And after another few clicks of the keys, the audio ends.]
[OOC: Rockstar Rosella, ahoy! AU details are here; feel free to hit me up in that thread if you want to plot something out! I'll roll with pretty much anything. She's hanging out in a cafe in the Square, puttering around on her laptop, so feel free to chat with her via the Network or action her up to say hello!
Also, for people who want to hear the melody she's singing, it's here. :D]