Quest 259
[Accidental Voice Post]
[The audio begins with the whisper of wind, the occasional chirp of crickets, and the lapping of waves at the shore, broken only by the soft rustle of footsteps through the grass.]
It's a lovely evening out, isn't it, Ellington? [A soft chuckle.] No, of course I couldn't forget to come see you, too. It wouldn't be the same without you!
[A pause; the wind picks up slightly, echoed in the leaves of the nearby trees.]
One more year, now. Do you suppose we can manage it somehow?
[It's clear from the silence that follows that the speaker isn't really expecting an answer, anyway, but it turns out she gets one--a faint, eerie sort of crooning that begins to drift over the water, wafting the strains of a song that careful listeners might be able to identify as...Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy, strangely enough.
It's another long moment before the speaker's voice is heard again, and when she does, the emotion in her tone is unmistakable.]
You're a good boy.
[And as the peculiar serenade continues, the audio ends.]
[OOC: Because there's nothing like a baby Cthulhu serenade to round out a birthday! How did Rosella get to be twenty already I cannot even. Her party log is here and backdating friendly for easy reference; this post doesn't take place until afterward, later in the evening.]
[The audio begins with the whisper of wind, the occasional chirp of crickets, and the lapping of waves at the shore, broken only by the soft rustle of footsteps through the grass.]
It's a lovely evening out, isn't it, Ellington? [A soft chuckle.] No, of course I couldn't forget to come see you, too. It wouldn't be the same without you!
[A pause; the wind picks up slightly, echoed in the leaves of the nearby trees.]
One more year, now. Do you suppose we can manage it somehow?
[It's clear from the silence that follows that the speaker isn't really expecting an answer, anyway, but it turns out she gets one--a faint, eerie sort of crooning that begins to drift over the water, wafting the strains of a song that careful listeners might be able to identify as...Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy, strangely enough.
It's another long moment before the speaker's voice is heard again, and when she does, the emotion in her tone is unmistakable.]
You're a good boy.
[And as the peculiar serenade continues, the audio ends.]
[OOC: Because there's nothing like a baby Cthulhu serenade to round out a birthday! How did Rosella get to be twenty already I cannot even. Her party log is here and backdating friendly for easy reference; this post doesn't take place until afterward, later in the evening.]