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star_kingdom2012-11-13 01:41 pm
offrillsandswords) wrote in star_kingdom2012-11-13 01:41 pm
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037 ❀ Video
[Elizabeth was just staring at her device for a few minutes, her eyes showing the focus that was going on in her mind. From the things that have happened and what was going to happen she was worried. She was worried for those she loved and those she cared about and more so about what could happen next. This made her think of what options she had. The first being to protect those she loved. So twirling the device in her hand, showing a rather worried Vulpix for a split second before she gave for once a false smile.]
Good afternoon. I hope everyone is as okay as we can be. [She glances down for a moment.] I know it's been tough right now and I know a lot of us might be worrying about what might happen next. But please don't worry, okay? [She gives a small smile as she stands up, slowly going to pick up her rapiers. The device sitting on the bed with the Vulpix. Once she had done adjusting them she turned around with a smile, this one slightly less false than the first.] Good luck on doing your best. [She reaches over and switches the feed off from the public.]
[Private to Maleficent.]
If I offer to willingly come over, will you spare someone for me? [She looks down, her heart hopeful of the outcome, even if she wasn't sure it would be a truthful answer.] Please?
Good afternoon. I hope everyone is as okay as we can be. [She glances down for a moment.] I know it's been tough right now and I know a lot of us might be worrying about what might happen next. But please don't worry, okay? [She gives a small smile as she stands up, slowly going to pick up her rapiers. The device sitting on the bed with the Vulpix. Once she had done adjusting them she turned around with a smile, this one slightly less false than the first.] Good luck on doing your best. [She reaches over and switches the feed off from the public.]
[Private to Maleficent.]
If I offer to willingly come over, will you spare someone for me? [She looks down, her heart hopeful of the outcome, even if she wasn't sure it would be a truthful answer.] Please?