{VOICE POST}

[bentflame]

[When she starts talking, her voice is steady and normal-- after all, nothing's wrong]

[*~YET*~]

I've been incredibly busy today. Seven meetings in a row, three of them with generals from the front-- where things are, of course, going well. I didn't even make it to the spa toda--

[Her voice cuts off; she's just tried to worldhop to New Jersey and discovered that it doesn't work]

... Well, that's odd. Does the magic of these feathers wear off after a while?

[And trying again]

... It's not working.

[A third time]

Why isn't it working?

[She grabs the book and YELLS into it]

WHAT IS GOING ON?

[OOC: Reference! 8)

Comments

[sexforbreakfast.livejournal.com]

But your key worked.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

It's the same house. It's just... empty here.

[still walking around; going upstairs now]

[sexforbreakfast.livejournal.com]

Huh. [following her up - just in case something's fishy up there]

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

[ignoring him, and just going around to each of the rooms and looking in]

[finally she goes into what would have been her room if this was the right world, and sits down on the floor where the bed would have been-- she's still not paying any attention to Dark]

[sexforbreakfast.livejournal.com]

...Look, your Highness, it won't be comfortable sleeping there.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

I'm fine.

[not really, but you know]

[sexforbreakfast.livejournal.com]

[Oh ho, he can tell] I've got a place in Venice you can use.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

[totally petulant-sounding]

I don't want to leave.

[sexforbreakfast.livejournal.com]

Understandably. But it would only be a day or two. [Shrugs] Venice is a little flooded right now, but hey. There's a couple beds, a full kitchen, the works.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

[just turning her back to him and not saying anything]

[sexforbreakfast.livejournal.com]

... [Must you be so difficult? Sits down next to her] It's okay, you know.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

[her shoulders stiffen just a little because lol people near me do not want]

How would you know?

[she's careful to keep her voice flat and emotionless, but it's much more difficult than usual]

[sexforbreakfast.livejournal.com]

[Don't worry, he won't touch. Rufus would shoot his hand off if he did]

Guess I wouldn't, would I? But I do know that I'm offering a royal lady more suitable quarters until whatever happened here sorts out.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

[or you'd just get angry angry sex mmmmm]

It won't sort out.

[CONTRARY TO ICON there are no tears, but she is pissed]

[sexforbreakfast.livejournal.com]

[OR THAT] How do you know?

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

The community took her. She's gone.

[trying SO HARD to remain emotionless here; she hopes you're impressed Dark]

[sexforbreakfast.livejournal.com]

[Very impressed indeed] It won't be forever.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

If she ever comes back, she'll have forgotten everything.

[sexforbreakfast.livejournal.com]

That's not always true.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

It almost always is.

[sexforbreakfast.livejournal.com]

And maybe she can be an exception. You never know.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

... She was useless anyway. Why should I care whether she comes back or not?

[sexforbreakfast.livejournal.com]

Why should you? [You can't fool Dark, girl]

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

[stfu LET ME DREEEEEEEEAM]

I don't.

[sexforbreakfast.livejournal.com]

Whatever suits you.