Quest 313

[primrosella]

[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/]

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audio;

[yourbestguysgun]

You need a hand, sweetheart?

audio;

[primrosella]

I need it out of me!

audio;

[yourbestguysgun]

Won't that do you some harm?

audio;

[primrosella]

[Well. Yes. But this is the kind of panic that makes people do irrational things for the sake of their objective.]

It's a machine, Bucky, that's plenty harmful as it is!

audio;

[yourbestguysgun]

I'll be right over.

audio;

[primrosella]

I'm in my room. I don't...I don't think the door will give you trouble, I'll tell it not to.

audio;

[yourbestguysgun]

The door?

[ But he's already on his way. ]

audio;

[primrosella]

The Warehouse is enchanted. It throws out anyone that isn't welcome.

[But he is very, very welcome. Especially today.]

audio;

[yourbestguysgun]

All right.

[ Grabbing his jacket. ] Try not to panic, I'll be right over.

audio;

[primrosella]

I just wish there were some way of blocking it out, the ticking, but when I cover my ears it's just all the louder for it...

audio;

[yourbestguysgun]

You're scared of it?

audio;

[primrosella]

I can't stand it! It's--it's unnatural, and wrong, and horrible, and I just want to smash it all to bits, it's so awful!

audio;

[yourbestguysgun]

Don't do that, princess. [ They don't know what would happen to her if she did. He finds he doesn't want to find out. ]

You just need t'keep your mind off it, okay? I'll be there in a second.

audio;

[primrosella]

[And it's the pet name, really, that gets her to stop long enough to really appreciate what he's saying.]

Keep my mind...

...yes. All right. I'll try.

audio;

[yourbestguysgun]

I'm almost there.

[ He's pretty much jogging. ]

audio;

[primrosella]

Keep my mind...keep my mind...

[Breathe in, breathe out.]

Once upon a time there lived a king with twelve daughters, all princesses, who loved to dance and every night he'd find they'd worn holes through all their shoes...

audio;

[yourbestguysgun]

[ The door gives him little trouble and it's easy enough to find her then. ]

Hey.