primrosella | Quest 231

[Accidental Video Post]

[The device opens on a shot of the interior of the Library, with Rosella sitting at a table reading a book in the foreground and a glimpse of tall shelves loaded with books in the background. Her blonde hair is pinned back off her face, as it usually is when she is at work, and there is a stack of books on either side of her on the table itself. On her left--the camera's right--the stack is quite tall, perhaps seven or eight neatly stacked books; on her right, the pile is only one or two books tall.

The one currently in her hands is old and bound in brown leather; the cover is so worn that the title is nearly illegible. But she appears to be thoroughly engrossed in her reading, and as yet hasn't even noticed that her camera has switched on.

She reaches to turn the page, and her finger slides along the edge--]

Ouch!

[--and instantly the scene seems to go into slow motion: the edge of the page slowly, agonizingly slides through the pad of her finger; her blue eyes widen faintly at the abrupt sting; her hand moves instinctively toward her mouth as a small droplet of blood squeezes out from the sudden wound--and the soundtrack kicks in.]

♪ MMMM, WHATCHA SAAAAAAAY?
MMM, THAT YOU ONLY MEANT WELL?
WELL, OF COURSE YOU-- ♫
[As she sucks on her cut finger, a look of exasperation crosses Rosella's face, and her eyes narrow slightly as she slides it from her lips and hisses in a severe whisper: ]

Oh, honestly. We're in the Library!

[And, as if properly abashed, the volume of the background music suddenly dials down to a more appropriate tone.]

♪ --DID,
MMMM, WHATCHA SAAAAAAAY?
MMM, THAT IT'S ALL FOR THE BEST? ♫
[Rolling her eyes, Rosella sticks her finger back into her mouth and returns to her book, and the soundtrack continues until the video slowly fades out to black.]

[OOC: Papercuts: they're serious business. And dramatic enough for today's curse, apparently! So naturally I couldn't resist. Action for anyone in the Library, Network for everyone else. Just remember to keep your voice down! :D]

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Oh, I cut my finger on the page, Caspian. It does sting a bit, but it's really nothing to worry about, fortunately.

But what are you singing?

[Pause. Sigh.]

That's not me, I'm afraid. That's--er, some sort of music that's been following me around all day today. It's very dramatic, don't you think?

Oh. I see, it didn't sound very much like you at all, and it is very dramatic.

Honestly, I'm not quite sure what it even means, really. Something about what I said being all for the best, when I'm certain I didn't say anything at all. It's terribly confusing.

Perhaps has someone set a spy upon you?

I suppose it's possible, but I'm not sure what they might be spying on, exactly.

To begin with, did you mean well?

Well, I do always try to mean well in the things that I do, so I suppose I did, yes.

I cannot imagine someone spying on you because you meant well...unless they are doing it for your protection. Do you have a sword at your side?

Not at the moment, no, but my practice sword is at home. So I will have it with me in an hour or two, just not right now. I don't usually take it with me places, since I'm still not very good with it anyway.

Perhaps we should let you borrow Edmund.

Oh, but what if Edmund is the one spying on me, though?

Have you given him reason to do so?

Not that I can recall, but one never knows. He's quite sneaky when he wants to be, after all.

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