❂ four | audio

[gazingup]

[ The sound of chirping crickets has become the usual chorus for Tristan's posts, but today there's an added hoot of an owl ]

Alright. Fine, fine- You know what, Yvaine? I give up.

I GIVE UP.

[ Oh look, he's scared away all the birds from the trees again. ]

I've been wandering around bloody forest for nearly a month now. A month! I've searched for you in every nook and cranny— through the City proper, the beach, that park. I would have nearly trekked up that mountain if I hadn't decided to be sensible for once.

I know you don't want to be found. And yes, you have- you have a valid reason, but at least- At least-

At least tell me you're all right? Please.


[ A gap of silence - a few minutes of it, to be exact. ]


I just want to go home. I never- I never wanted this type of adventure, I mean- I've never even been out of Wall! It doesn't help that I've spent almost the entire time in this stinking- [ the sound of a thump as he kicks a tree] bloody forest.

And of course the City wants to rub it in my face! Let's bring in two men that look like your Father and put them right in front of you so you won't forget.

"Chaining up a woman, what would your father think?"

"Oh, look! It's not-you-father. Doesn't that make you think of home? By the way, how's Victoria doing- Wait, I forgot you're stuck in this City!"

I just-

[ a frustrated sigh, followed by another thump as he abuses the tree once more. Sadly, he ends up hurting himself rather than the trunk of the tree.]

...Ow.

Comments

voice

[downrightlinear.livejournal.com]

I still don't see how getting treated like an object is a favor.

audio 1/2

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

...You've been a lioness? But ... how- you're a woman, unless-

[ stareeees at communicator. ]

2/2

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

Curse, hopefully right?


And thank you. I suppose I should wash up as soon as I can, rather than ... make you bear the stench of a forest human.

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

You couldn't find Yvaine if you tried.

And if you did, she'd accidentally step you.

audio

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

There isn't much ticking with all the animals around, but Rosella has offered and I've accepted her invitation.

...Sensible thing to do, anyway.

voice | sup denial

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

But she isn't a person, she's a star.

Re: audio

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

Caspian has shown me what this box thing is, and I'm starting to get used to typing?

Hopefully I won't- I won't be here long enough to need to learn much more.

voice | it's not just a river in egypt

[downrightlinear.livejournal.com]

She walks and talks and has enough sense to stay away from something that spells Trouble with a capital T.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Mmhmm, it was a curse. And I've been a parrot thanks to a curse, as well, and a frog without one. And next will be an eagle-- But the frog was through magic, so.

Of course, you're very welcome.

Re: voice | it's not just a river in egypt

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

She's technically still not a woman.

[ pauses ]

And I'm only trying to make sure she's all right. She could be hurt out there!

voice

[downrightlinear.livejournal.com]

Why does that feel like a hastily-made cover up?

voice

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

I also said it in my voice letter, didn't I?

voice

[downrightlinear.livejournal.com]

Voice letter?

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

...The- The thing you were listening to!

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

I'm sincerely hoping that I remain human during my time here. I ... I wouldn't want to be cow or lizard or some sort of bug...

Was it by a witch?

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Well, no, those don't sound very pleasant at all, it's true. But sometimes it's rather fun to be an animal, if you end up as a good one.

And no, it was by a prince, actually. Er, sort of. I met a frog that was actually a prince, and when I broke the enchantment he was under, he gave me the crown he'd been wearing as a frog--which, it turns out, had the ability to change its wearer into a frog at will, just by putting it on and taking it off. And giving it to me was the only good thing he did for me, too, the twit.

[anoblemouse.livejournal.com]

I truly doubt that, fool. I am not an amateur.

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

Hey there, I'm Sam. I guess you're staying in our warehouse?

[nobodyneedknow.livejournal.com]

You're terribly loud.

I don't think you're all right.

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

For the night at least.

Thank you for your hospitality, Sam. And of course, it's nice to meet you.

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

I'm fine now.

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

[ a snort followed by two minutes of laughter. ]

I wish I could show you to Victoria! She'd find you absolutely adorable.

[gazingup.livejournal.com]

If you were turned into an animal, would you think like that animal? Or like a human?

...Sounds like something out of a fairytale. A- A sort of twisted fairytale, though ... aren't the princes supposed to save the princesses? Rather than turning them into frogs.

[nobodyneedknow.livejournal.com]

Are you sure?

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

I've always managed to stay thinking like a person, when it's happened to me. But it did come with the instincts, I suppose--when I was a bird, it didn't take me long to learn to fly, and I knew how to hunt when I was a lioness, even though I didn't put those particular skills to any real use.

They're supposed to not be rude, awful twits, either, but that certainly didn't stop this one. And, um. Quite a few things are like fairy tales where I come from, yes.