malnosso: (The Intern)
malnosso ([personal profile] malnosso) wrote2012-10-12 05:39 pm
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[video, locked to luceti residents]

[ The message is locked to Luceti residents. It's a unique sort of filter rarely, if ever, seen on the residential journal system.

But, Luceti, you have a new resident. She switches on the video function, and somehow manages to look fairly calm. Those who assisted in her dramatic rescue attempt will perhaps recognize some of the changes about her; there are faint scars around her wrists and neck, noticeable only to the sharp-eyed or those who would know where to look. There is, however, one far more significant thing of note about her appearance: her wings. They are not as small as those of the residents, but they're not quite so big as the full-sized wings Lucetians might be used to seeing on those from outside the enclosure. They're a somewhat awkward medium size, and when she adjusts them with a sharp flap, a few feathers flutter away. They look strangely unkempt considering her otherwise neat appearance.

She sits at a table, the journal propped up to give a clear view of her, in a nondescript location. When she speaks, it's very different - those familiar with her unique style of speech will probably be surprised to hear the very slow, very clear, and very deliberate manner of her speech. Pronouncing words as slowly and clearly as she is may or may not be more irritating than her previous severely pronounced stutter. ]


Hello, Luceti. M-My name is Molly. I d-don't know which of you s-s-still recall who I am.

[ It's been a long time since her introduction almost two years ago, now. So dark, so bleak. She was so young, so scared. She feels so much older, now. Worlds older. ]

I must thank those of you wh-who c-c-came to get me. It was ap-p-p-- [ … ] I am grateful.

You must b-be wondering what I'm d-doing here. This m-may come as a surprise to many of you, b-but from this day forward I w-will be living am-m-mongst you in the enclosure.

[ This won't be the first time such an arrangement has occurred. But it certainly is under very different circumstances. ]

I c-cannot tell you wh-where, for my own safety. [ Her voice is carefully neutral, though it frosts on the outside edges, and her expression is not kind. ] But every so often, you w-will find me in a sh-shop in the central square. The c-c-clothes shop, t-to be exact. Wh-while I am there, I will b-be willing to talk t-to anyone who w-w-wishes to speak to me, a-a-a-- [ A breath. ] And answer your questions.

Those of you wh-who wish m-m-may bring me information you g-gather on your excursions outside of the enclosure. Those who d-do will b-be rewarded with information in exchange.

[ She lowers her eyes. Her hands twitch, briefly, as if she might raise them but thinks better of it at the last moment. She adjusts her head, moving her neck just so -- as if some phantom feeling were there, causing her discomfort.

But the moment passes, and she looks into the camera again. ]


I w-will t-take your questions now, if you have any.
hatesherjob: (pocket full)

[voice]

[personal profile] hatesherjob 2012-10-13 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
... Helios. ... there's n-no need for that. [ Somewhat more lightly. ]
folklorist: (I suppose that works)

[voice]

[personal profile] folklorist 2012-10-13 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, but if you're living with us in the village now, it-it's more than needed. [ He says that softly as well. It was true, and he really would do it. If only to make her feel a bit more at ease here. ]
hatesherjob: (the rosy)

[voice]

[personal profile] hatesherjob 2012-10-13 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
I'm the enemy.

[ Said with some strange blandness. But she sees it as true. She is the enemy to them, and she is very uncertain why they care. ]
folklorist: (Downcast)

[voice]

[personal profile] folklorist 2012-10-13 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Helios sighs and shakes his head on his end of the feed. ] You've...never done anything to warrant such a title. I think...you've just been dragged into all of this, just like we have.

[ Out of the few people here who have helped, Molly was always one of them. Helios can't really seem to bring himself to hate her. ]
hatesherjob: (ashes)

[voice]

[personal profile] hatesherjob 2012-10-14 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
... you're right. [ A pause. ] B-But it doesn't matter. There's still n-n-no need.
folklorist: (Dour. Something is coming)

[voice]

[personal profile] folklorist 2012-10-14 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
There's not...a n-need for a lot of things that happen. But, w-well, sometimes you just need a little happiness, comfort, warmness. It...helps things.

[ Sometimes. Sometimes it's the little things that count. He sees how she's changed the stuttering the demeanor. There's signs in her behavior that make him squirm and feel sick to his stomach, because he exhibited many of them himself. ] I-I never really mind. B-But it's always there, the offer I mean, if-if you ever wanted.

[ Just because she was third party didn't mean that she was responsible for what they had done. She was her own person and Helios never really saw any reason to hold animosity towards her. ]
hatesherjob: (down.)

[voice]

[personal profile] hatesherjob 2012-10-14 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ She just sighs. ] Th-The kind ones like you are a-a-always harder.

Someday. Maybe.
folklorist: (Oh is that right)

[voice]

[personal profile] folklorist 2012-10-14 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
Someday then. I-I'm going to hold you to that.

[ He smiles on his end, the tone of his voice not really insinuating anything besides his smile. It's a maybe and that's a good enough start for him. ] Will you, um, need any e-extra protection here?