Princess Rosella of Daventry (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
primrosella) wrote2012-01-21 04:52 pm
primrosella) wrote2012-01-21 04:52 pm
Entry tags:
- a bit tied up at present,
- affected,
- augh seriously wtf,
- curiosity killed the princess,
- curse: animal day,
- curse: grab bag,
- gotta love that optimism,
- i love my friends,
- not traumatized yay!,
- rosella is not amused,
- stronger now than yesterday,
- taking care of business,
- the most wonderful time of the year,
- the perils of being rosella,
- time to be a princess,
- twenty and loving it,
- your princess is in another castle
Quest 295
[Audio Post]
[The recording opens with the white noise of the City--the bustle of bodies, the shuffle of feet, the chatter of passerby--all oddly faint and removed from the microphone, as though recorded from a reasonable distance. A minute later, there comes a new sound, closer this time: a soft trill, a faint whistle, a rustle of feathers.]
My goodness, this isn't nearly so pleasant a curse in the middle of winter. It's much harder to fly, somehow, and the wind is so cold! Brrr. No wonder birds keep to their nests in weather like this.
[Another rustle of feathers; she seems to be adjusting them again and again, trying to find an arrangement that's comfortable--or perhaps, just making use of the movement to keep warm.]
And it's so hard to find an open window like this, as well! No one wants to let all the heat out by leaving one that way, of course. So first it's the trouble that one can't get out, and then it's the trouble that one can't get back in!
[Another high-pitched whistle.]
My, I do make a pretty sight against all the snow, though.
[She falls silent a minute, the background chatter returning to the forefront of the recording, and for a time it seems as though the message might be over, but then--]
Oh! There! Someone's opened the--oh, good, no, don't close, please, I want to come in too!
[And with an almost violent rustle of feathers, the audio ends with an abrupt click.]
[OOC: Yup, she's a Western Rosella again today, wings and feathers and all. And, evidently, not too fond about being out in the cold weather! She'll be responding via voice or video on the Network, but for anyone who wants Action, she's just managed to sneak into the Library as of the end of this post, and she'll be out and about again if you'd like to catch her around the City, too!]
(COMMENTS)
[The recording opens with the white noise of the City--the bustle of bodies, the shuffle of feet, the chatter of passerby--all oddly faint and removed from the microphone, as though recorded from a reasonable distance. A minute later, there comes a new sound, closer this time: a soft trill, a faint whistle, a rustle of feathers.]
My goodness, this isn't nearly so pleasant a curse in the middle of winter. It's much harder to fly, somehow, and the wind is so cold! Brrr. No wonder birds keep to their nests in weather like this.
[Another rustle of feathers; she seems to be adjusting them again and again, trying to find an arrangement that's comfortable--or perhaps, just making use of the movement to keep warm.]
And it's so hard to find an open window like this, as well! No one wants to let all the heat out by leaving one that way, of course. So first it's the trouble that one can't get out, and then it's the trouble that one can't get back in!
[Another high-pitched whistle.]
My, I do make a pretty sight against all the snow, though.
[She falls silent a minute, the background chatter returning to the forefront of the recording, and for a time it seems as though the message might be over, but then--]
Oh! There! Someone's opened the--oh, good, no, don't close, please, I want to come in too!
[And with an almost violent rustle of feathers, the audio ends with an abrupt click.]
[OOC: Yup, she's a Western Rosella again today, wings and feathers and all. And, evidently, not too fond about being out in the cold weather! She'll be responding via voice or video on the Network, but for anyone who wants Action, she's just managed to sneak into the Library as of the end of this post, and she'll be out and about again if you'd like to catch her around the City, too!]