[Accidental Voice Post]

[The audio opens here with a clatter, as a Network device accidentally knocked askew goes tumbling to the ground and switches on by mistake--]

Oh, that horrible--it's ticking!

[There's an aghast pause, and then a shuffling flurry of movement, and then--]

Oh, no, no, no, it can't be, it--no, no, it can't--

[And with a little more rustling...]

--a machine!

[And it's quite impressive, really, how much horror and disgust and loathing she manages to compress into that one single word, and in the silence that follows before the feed switches off, the very faint sound of clockwork gears clicking can be heard.]


[OOC: Posting kind of early because I have an exam on Monday (ugh) but I didn't want to risk missing this curse because machines. TL;DR, Rosella (and everyone from Daventry) canonically loathes machinery, specifically of the clockwork-and-gears variety, so being turned into a clockwork princess today is...well. Subtle body horror at its finest? WELCOME TO OCTOBER IN THE CITY, I suppose. o/]

( Alexiel isn't one to sleep much, however she has noticed a certain fatigue. She has also noticed that there's a large key poking out of her back.

This can't be good. She isn't even halfway to the apartment yet.

Tick, tick tick~

Reaching for her communicator, she quickly turns it on and frowns. )

( Locked to Kira, Setsuna & Sara (if she happens to be looking). )

I'm losing energy. Fast. If it depletes completely, I -

( The lock fails... )

( Now the entire city is privy to Alexiel pausing in mid-motion, her expression stuck somewhere between curiosity and frustration. What the hell, City?

What. the. hell? )

Uh... so I've read the books and everything but I really haven't ever had an interest to understand Tik-Tok deeply enough to walk a mile in his steel boots.

I really don't appreciate not being able to sit back today.

[She frowns at the camera, then lifts it, turning it this way and that until she's sure she's given everyone a view of the giant winding key in her back.]

This is the first time I've ever had a curse change my body. I think I prefer the ones where I don't realize I'm acting differently. This is just wrong. Even my cat's freaked out and he's... hiding...under...the...beeeeeeeed...

[Uh oh, she's started to wind down! Her head starts drooping, but then the key is heard being wound and her head lifts again.]

It's interesting that I can get Casts to work on this, but not on other curses. But it's that way with some of you and your magic, right? Anyway, if you have one of these things and you need a hand, I might be able to wind your key from here.

I think. Maybe. I'm still learning what I can do.

[The feed starts with a audio. Someone obviously thinks their device is a phone and is attempting to leave a voicemail.]

Mike? Um, what’s going on here? Is this like some God shit? You told me Goddess ceremonies are different, but I was seriously not expecting this. Not until the drinking started, anyway.

And Mike? If you’re just fucking with me this is seriously NOT the time. Call me back, yeah?

[Axl ends the call, inadvertently turning on the video. There’s a shot of a young man in skinny jeans and a t-shirt, soaked completely to the skin before he shoves the phone in his pocket. His voice is heard muffled through his jeans before it turns off.]

Uh, ‘scuse me? I’m not in Auckland, am I? It's in New Zealand, yeah.

Oh... fuck.





[ooc: You are now plus one Norse god, City! Action for anyone near the fountain. Axl is 6'3" and soaking wet so he will be easy to spot. BRING HIM A TOWEL BEFORE HE CATCHES HIS DEATH and takes everyone with him.]

While I do need to keep an eye on Alexiel, I should be able to fly off for a bit here and there. If anyone needs help today in winding up just hit me up with a message. [Big grin - it's nice to be unaffected by this.] I'll be out today looking, too.

[Filtered to Karl;]
After midnight, I'm staying over.

[Tyr tries to look more businesslike than he has in years as he sits beside Rita.]

I don't know if you guys need me to set an appointment for this, but I- we just want to talk... All we want is some information. You don't need to do anything.

[--But then Rita cuts in quickly.]

You do need to talk. I don’t care if we have to pay for the information, we want you guys to cough up something.

[Tyr looks over at her awkwardly, but in the end he just nods...]

Right... We'll be waiting for your response.