06 September 2013 @ 10:49 pm
[When the broadcast starts, this scene plays out, cutting out when the thread ends.

Afterwards, Leah is left on screen, clutching at her chest and breathing heavily.]

This is wholly unfair, showing memories I do not possess. I demand to speak to someone in charge, Deity or not!
31 August 2013 @ 06:11 pm
[The video opens on Leah as she appeared before leaving the city. As she always appears: long black hair pinned back with two bones, green dress tight around her neck.]

I know this place well enough to know that I should not be here. [Forgetting for the moment that she shouldn't technically be anywhere.]

 I advise whoever summoned me forth to return me with all haste, before I find the person in question and make them do it... what's the phrase? The hard way.

[She looks away from the camera, dissmissively.] That is all.
17 March 2013 @ 12:42 pm
[The image opens as Leah tries to take an Instagram-style picture of her drink, but drunkenly mistakenly turns on video instead. There are several empty glasses in the background. As soon as she's satisfied with the shot, she puts her device down on the counter, video still recording.]

This was his favorite drink, you know. Well, not this. The regular kind. What did you say this kind was called again? A mudslide? How silly, there is no mud in it. One cannot drunk mud. Though I'd like to make him try for disappearing like this. Where has he gone without leaving word? How dare he leave me all alone like this?

Ah, it is so pathetic of me to complain so. See how pathetic he has made me? This is entirely his fault!

[There's a long, looong slurping noise as she seems to drink the whole glass in one go.] I like this mudslide. Barkeep, another!
Current Mood: drunk
10 February 2013 @ 02:55 pm
Unlike my companions, I will not protest the punishment given me.

[private; filtered to Stiles]

Stiles, I require your assistance. I wish to send Loki a card but I am having trouble selecting music which expresses my feelings towards him.
05 February 2013 @ 09:33 am
[Leah sits on the bed which she never uses, using magic to hold up the device (as may be evident from the slight greenish tint around the edges) while holding in her hands a small, icy heart on a chain.]

I do not understand the purpose of this curse. Am I meant to feel ashamed that my heart is so cold and small? Are the cracks I see within representative of heartbreak? Once again, this City baffles me.
26 January 2013 @ 09:26 am
[The woman on screen is much older than Leah, wearing a revealing dress so dark a green it might as well be black.]

Ho, what's this, the City again. How quaint. Well, I suppose the company is more desirable.

[ooc: Age Reversal! Replies will come from [personal profile] savedfromstory.]
29 December 2012 @ 03:59 pm
Champion of truth and loyalty.

Keeper of the dead.

From the icy heart of Niflhel, I am Sailor Hel!

image under the cut )

Together, we three Sailor Girls will rid the City of evil!

[ ooc: somebody's been genre-swapped! ]
08 December 2012 @ 09:22 pm
[ The device is set up to show a modest living room. Leah and Serrure stand side by side in front of the camera, as if waiting for something.

Just then, music kicks in, and they begin to dance. ]

cut for video )
28 November 2012 @ 11:23 am
What foul sorcery is this that gives me a face that is not my own, and disallows me from changing it back?

[ ooc: Leah is Cage'd today! ]
20 November 2012 @ 09:51 am
I have been told that it is tradition this time of year to express one's gratitude for the deeds of others. As such I would like to thank those calling themselves deities for bringing me here and, effectively, giving me another chance at life. I would also like to thank my ...friends for showing me what worth that life can have.
12 October 2012 @ 01:22 pm
I have been taught that one must make amends for one's wrongdoing. And although yesterday was a curse, I still must ask forgiveness. If I have wronged you in my actions yesterday, or caused damage to your self or property, I will apologize and make due reparations.

[ OOC: Yesterday Leah was on a rampage with the Lokis. Feel free to say your character was in some way harmed by this. PS, Leah's way of apologizing for throwing someone through a window is to throw herself through the window. JSYK. ]
06 September 2012 @ 11:59 am
[ Fading out of existence was planned. An acceptable sacrifice, the loss of a handmaiden for the return of a hand. Fading back into existence, however, was entirely unexpected.

A bright green light disperses and the form of a young girl with alabaster skin and long black hair is left behind, looking around with squinted eyes, the only sign of confusion, or any emotion for that matter, on her face. She steps gracefully out of midair onto the rim of the fountain, where she spots the small black device and picks it up. For someone who looks so ethereal, she seems to know exactly what to do with this piece of modern technology. She holds it at arms’ length and begins recording to video. ]

I do not recognize this place. It is not London, nor is it the City of Saint Francis. It is most certainly not Broxton, Oklahoma either.

[ She looks around a moment more, before returning her attention to the camera. Having come to the only conclusion that makes any sense to her, she speaks her accusation, putting an end to one small matter, at least. ]

Loki, you have misplaced your Stark phone. Come and retrieve it.

[ She ends the transmission and sits by the fountain to wait. ]