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[sorcerously]

[the video starts out with static, but eventually clears to gemma's back. she's stanidng in front of a full-length mirror, her red hair is down, curling all over the place. she's facing the mirror, in just her chemise. her voice is low and inviting. she's murmuring lowly, obviously unaware that the comm has turned on.]--don't believe I've had the

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Private

[sorcerously]

[If she was less of a lady she would be swearing a lot right now.]

Wh--Lyra? What is--

[She turns to the comm, gasps, and runs to grab her dressing gown. She pulls it over herself and then grabs the recorder, blushing scarlet.]

No one was supposed to see that at all!

Private

[sorcerously]

I didn't--I don't--

[Oh-so-frustrated.]

Never mind. It's done, now. At least it wasn't anything terribly embarrassing.

[ voice ]

[bedeviledspider]

Gemma--? Is that you?

[sorcerously]

[Still in dressing gown--hastily switches to voice so she isn't so indecent.]

No! I mean, yes, I mean--oh, bloody hell.

[bedeviledspider]

[ Bemused. ]

No, yes, no! Have you decided yet?

-- For what it's worth, I thought it was kind of cool.

[sorcerously]

[Groans. Face-palming, even though you can't see it.]

It was stupid, that's what it was.

voice

[soldieringblue]

[tentatively, not...entirely sure what he'd just watched:]

Was that...some form of power of yours?

permavoice.

[sorcerously]

It--yes, it was. I'm terribly sorry.

[soldieringblue]

Ah-no, you shouldn't...[hm.] What you did just then was very beautiful.

[sorcerously]

[Shock!]

--It was?

[purmoncul]

Well I'd go there! Brilliant work, Doyle.

[sorcerously]

[Flabbergasted!]

Go--where now?

Oh hi, video I guess. >__>

[purmoncul]

Wherever you just were! That was first-class illusion work, there.

[sorcerously]

--It was India. I used to live there.