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tushanshu2016-06-24 09:28 pm
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(His new ring will be immediately visible, the color swirling ominously - here, a shade of emerald green and there, inky black. It never settles; never stills. The silver too is cold - almost antiquated in design - and it wraps around a pale, slender finger that does not look wholly human.)
I wonder what spell was used to create such exquisite technology? (There is something pleasing about his voice - the way he pitches it perhaps. His tone invites others to listen.) I am uncomfortable showing my face, so you must settle for my voice, I'm afraid.
(He has taken certain precautions - raising his hood for one and tilting the feed so that only his chest can be seen.)
My world isn't terribly different from this one. We have great dragons, yet your turtle would dwarf them all!
(A shift in tone - this one hinting at amusement.)
I can only respect a power that was able to take me from my world and show me another. Yet I was...busy...you see. Terribly busy. What will become of my work?
I am more than happy to lend my aid - (Here, his voice hardens the slightest bit for a listener with keen ears.) However isn't it kinder to ask first?
(No, no, don't ignore the way your stomach dropped. That is a chilling amount of anger behind those friendly words.)
I wonder what spell was used to create such exquisite technology? (There is something pleasing about his voice - the way he pitches it perhaps. His tone invites others to listen.) I am uncomfortable showing my face, so you must settle for my voice, I'm afraid.
(He has taken certain precautions - raising his hood for one and tilting the feed so that only his chest can be seen.)
My world isn't terribly different from this one. We have great dragons, yet your turtle would dwarf them all!
(A shift in tone - this one hinting at amusement.)
I can only respect a power that was able to take me from my world and show me another. Yet I was...busy...you see. Terribly busy. What will become of my work?
I am more than happy to lend my aid - (Here, his voice hardens the slightest bit for a listener with keen ears.) However isn't it kinder to ask first?
(No, no, don't ignore the way your stomach dropped. That is a chilling amount of anger behind those friendly words.)
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(Why hide it? He has the power to protect himself.)
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I am Valdis, Dronningen av Hunder, Hersker av Helvete, Gudinnen for Død og Kaos. It is a pleasure to meet you, Lord Voldemort.
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It's quite impressive, I assure you, but...
[She waves a hand semi-dismissively.]
Titles mean very little here, so I'm not sure that it matters in the long run.
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(The choosing of titles - the inheriting - and the earning all tell a story.)
Do you think I was born Lord Voldemort?
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[There's an opportunity here and she can't resist.]
I'm sorry, what was the question?
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[A smile]
My friends and allies call me Lady Valdis, I find I prefer that to all the pomp and circumstance of the past.
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(Why give titles that bring you no pleasure?)
Lady Valdis, then. I find it reprehensible that so few practice their manners anymore.
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Oh? Why do you say that?
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I have met more than a few rude welcomes.
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[ He seemed quite sure of himself and didn't they all when they first arrived?]
I'm sorry that the others have been rude to you.
[It wouldn't take long for the man to figure out that she wasn't the mild mannered woman she was portraying, but every moment he underestimated her was an advantage.]
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If I were...I wouldn't take them off for just anyone.
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