For a moment there is nothing but floating. There is little but that flutterly, light sensation. Then you are grounded; you are running, running over grass, into the forest. Everything is moving so quickly, so smoothly. There is barely an effort, no stitch in your side. There is a simple joy, a freedom that comes from running without effort, no ( Read more... )

[It's just silence at first. Maybe the person who's on the other end is regretting this call. Or maybe it was all an accident; it happens all the time, right? But then there's a sigh, in a woman child's voice. Some of you might know her from that tone alone. But maybe not. When she speaks, her voice is curt. She's upset; maybe she's even been ( Read more... )

[When the feed starts, she's on a rooftop, and scowling to the camera. Something has made her grumpy. What you ask? She's going to direct the Forge over to a smug little corner.Yup, that's right. She's been sleeping on a nest of pillows and blankets on the roof. Against the side of the roof is her sword in rest position. And right beside her sword ( Read more... )

( Ashes ashes we all fall down! (cut for length and possible graphic images) )

[She grunts, and grumbles. It sounds as if someone is trying to wake up from a long, disturbing sleep. Which may be the case here. There's another grunt as she pushes herself up, and the noises as she looks around.]

Where...?

What.

[Another rustle. She makes another noise under her breath, and huffs.]

Where did I go.

( Occ notes )

[There's not much to see; at least, not at first. There's the noise of breathing, steady. A wordless hmming might be noticed by a few, if only by the annoying merit. For those that have good night vision, they will notice it is the strange young woman with long silver blonde hair, forge in her hands. For those who don't, they will have to be ( Read more... )

( A poison tree. )

[It starts of with darkness, and a voice. Those of you who heard her a few days ago, may recognize it. But it sounds off. More emotional, and not her usual stoic self. Some might feel confusion, anger, fear. Whatever it is, this girl is distraught.]

Not right. Not right not right not right not right. Not. Right.

It's not Rabona, it's not even-it's ( Read more... )

[It starts off with a view of the sky. Then there is a curious, sniffing noise, close to the microphone within the Forge. Silvery blond hair trails down, then out of the way as a silvery eye stares at the screen. The owner of the eye blinks, and pulls back. There's little to see of the facial features though; her face is covered by her hair, ( Read more... )

[The forge clicks on to a face mostly covered by long blonde hair.]

Light is flashing...means its on?...This working ( Read more... )