.010. [accidental video/action]
[Cameras down the hallway of the tenth floor will pick up the flickering glow from a candle, as well as the soft shuffling of movement. Roshia is walking through the hallway, holding a candlestick, and she's in her pajamas. Her eyes are half closed, and her pale skin looks even more so under the dancing lights.
She's also singing, and despite the fact that she's on key as she does, her voice sounds distant and creepy over the frantic screaming as she sings the lullaby, which the mansion decides to translate for her.]
Baby, baby, rock-a-bye
On the edge you mustn't lie
Or the little grey wolf will come
And will nip you on the tum,
Tug you off into the wood
Underneath the willow-root.
[She reaches the end, and then there's quiet, before she starts up again, softly and almost hauntingly as she tries to locate the source.]
She's also singing, and despite the fact that she's on key as she does, her voice sounds distant and creepy over the frantic screaming as she sings the lullaby, which the mansion decides to translate for her.]
Baby, baby, rock-a-bye
On the edge you mustn't lie
Or the little grey wolf will come
And will nip you on the tum,
Tug you off into the wood
Underneath the willow-root.
[She reaches the end, and then there's quiet, before she starts up again, softly and almost hauntingly as she tries to locate the source.]