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[fauned]

( hope you enjoy the view of.. absolutely nothing.

the video feed is dark with the occasional flash of light. sometimes, there's a peek of green and pink fabrics. other times, it's oleander and foxgloves or larkspur - a veritable garden buried in seafoam green hair. just peeks, nothing more. this continues for quite some time!

if there's sound, it's mostly the rustling of fabric and miscellany of bits and bobs. someone is getting into things again like a nosy little rodent. for anyone who might know her, she's oddly quiet. probably sneaking.

and for those guessing: yes she absolutely started the feed by accident when she tucked her phone... wherever it is on her person currently. you wouldn't scare a poor girl witless by making it sound like you're trapped in her pocket, would you? )

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[deathoftheauthor]

( wait. he can work with this. )

In a manner of speaking?

( Without his really meaning to, his voice takes on a slightly more "ghostly" timbre, as if he actually needs to sell it. )

I'm inside your telephone...

[fauned]

( she has no idea what a telephone is.... )

Oh dear.

( shuffle shuffle.... someone is getting seated, and the sounds of smaller trinkets being removed off of her person and set aside can be heard. eventually! the phone is freed as well. now to confirm which of them is making noises. )

I don't have the spell to remove curses, but I can at least keep you company!

[deathoftheauthor]

That's terribly kind of you, mademoiselle.

( Louis tips the little screen this way and that, as if it might somehow afford him a better view from his end. It isn't so dark now, but all he can see is what appears to be a ceiling, and not one he recognizes. )

I didn't mean to spy, but I couldn't help overhearing... whatever it is you're doing.

[fauned]

( the response makes picking out the source easier, so it doesn't take long at all for her to pluck the phone off the floor to examine it. before the feed gets covered up with mostly faun and green and flowers, he'll see... the ice cream parlor! at a lower point of view. she's still sitting on the floor. )

I was trying to see if I could sneak in the back. Maybe they have other flavors, or other toppings they didn't put out?

[deathoftheauthor]

( Louis is surprised by her appearance. first because he's never seen anything like her, and second because she's so very beautiful. He wishes his screen wasn't so small — pixels are a hard limit even for the eyes of a vampire. There's an innocent wonder in Louis' green eyes as he tries to rein in his unsettling instinct to stare just a little too hard. )

What's wrong with the ones that are already there?

[fauned]

( it's the shockingly green hair, probably. and the horns, )

I've tried all of them, that's all.

( and her eyes are going between all of the options around her again before flitting back to her little screen. he's so small! )

So I was curious to see if they were hiding any in the back? You never know! Maybe they're testing new ones that people can't see yet.

[deathoftheauthor]

Testing...

( Too experimental. He doesn't like the sound of it at all. Doesn't the ice cream have side effects here? ... Are the antlers a side effect? Well, that one might not be so bad to try for just a little while, but probably not. )

Well, all right, it stands to reason that all this food must be being made somewhere. But I don't believe anyone has found that place, nor any works in progress. I would hate for you to put in all this work ( breaking and entering ) for no reason.

[fauned]

( antlers are cool until you snag things with them by accident.. getting dressed is also a whole ordeal for certain styles. )

I don't really mind.. It's not really like we have very much to do, and they gave us a whole playground to futz around with! There are definitely some places that I can't get to no matter how hard I try, sooo.. if they really didn't want us sticking our noses in places, they can clearly keep us out?

( therefore, through some interesting applications of logic, this is not breaking and entering. (?) )

[deathoftheauthor]

( this face. )

Perhaps I've been here too long, but I can actually see the logic in that. I wonder what would happen if someone attempted to use one of the empty kitchens?

[fauned]

( actually - )

Do you know how to cook??

[deathoftheauthor]

( blink. )

I'm sorry to say that I've never had reason to learn, though I have been considering it of late, for lack of ways to occupy my time...

Why do you ask?

[fauned]

Do you travel a lot, too?

( adventurers don't cook much considering the lack of kitchen.. unless an open fire and some meats and berries count, )

To try one of the kitchens, of course!

[deathoftheauthor]

I wouldn't know where to start...

I used to travel, though I haven't for some time. I miss it now and then, but the pleasure is entirely dependent on the company one keeps.

[fauned]

Maybe someone could show us?

( because a book likely would not help her even if she were to come across one that somehow had writing on it. )

Used to travel before coming here, or you stopped even before getting swept up in all of this?