✽Fifth Post ~ Video✽

[flyingdreams]

[What did Mrs. Brisby do today, one may ask. Usually there is no answer, as she does perfectly fine keeping to herself.

Not today. She shifts a bit uncomfortably, fidgeting. It's clear enough, at least, that she is incredibly uncomfortable.]

Can... someone explain what a "pet store" is to me? Or... explain what a "pet" really is.

I don't think I've ever seen such a dreadful and uncomfortable place...

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[flyingdreams]

They... they hardly seemed aware of it.

But that's not right, I don't think. I've been put in a cage before... i-it's better than being eaten by a cat, but it's horrible.

[singularjustice.livejournal.com]

...that... seems very strange to me, too. How could they not be aware of it?

[flyingdreams]

I don't understand either. They aren't... like anyone I've ever known.

[Any mouse she's ever known.]

They way they move and think... it's more like a spider or a bug...

[singularjustice.livejournal.com]

...do you think it could be a side-effect of being in the cages like that?

[flyingdreams]

I don't think that's it, but I don't think those cages are good for them. There's no predators, and they're provided for, but... it's just...

[Not humane, is what she means, but it's not quite the right word.]

I wish Johnathan were here... he'd know what to do...

[singularjustice.livejournal.com]

Where is the store? I want to go see these animals.

[flyingdreams]

Oh, well... I suppose I could show you...

[singularjustice.livejournal.com]

If you want to. If you don't want to go back, I can find it myself.

[flyingdreams]

I wouldn't want you getting lost...

[singularjustice.livejournal.com]

I'll meet up with you, then. Where are you now?

[flyingdreams]

I'll meet you at Lamufao. My house is a little... tucked away.

[singularjustice.livejournal.com]

All right! I'll see you there in a few minutes!

[Action]

[flyingdreams]

[Doop doop going to Lamufao]

[Action]

[singularjustice.livejournal.com]

[ True to his word, N meets her there. ]

Hello, Mrs. Brisby!

[Action]

[flyingdreams]

Hello, N. Ah... I suppose I should show you where it is.

[Action Forever]

[singularjustice.livejournal.com]

Yes. You don't have to go back inside, if you don't want to.

[flyingdreams]

No, I... it's alright.

[She starts to scurry towards the pet store, leading the way.

Once she's there... there is a slight hesitation, but she goes inside.]

[singularjustice.livejournal.com]

[ N notices, but does not say anything, instead stepping in quietly in order to listen out for all of the animals' voices. ]

[flyingdreams]

[There's probably not much "voice" to be had - their sentience is significantly more limited. Mrs. Brisby climbs up onto the counter, looking at the other mice as they run in their wheels.]

They... smell, and look, and sound like mice. But...

[singularjustice.livejournal.com]

...they don't sound like you.

[ N watches the mice in their cage, a troubled expression on his face. ]

[flyingdreams]

The way they move... it's just... not right.

But I still don't like these cages. I don't understand how they can be so calm about being inside of them!

[singularjustice.livejournal.com]

I do not either. They have so little room to live...

[ He remembers his own room. ]

Toys and nice things aren't enough to make up for no freedom.

[flyingdreams]

[Mrs. Brisby is silent, before she climbs up onto the cages, trying to undo the latch.]

Help me...

[singularjustice.livejournal.com]

[ How can he say no? He reaches around her, flipping the latch. ]

[flyingdreams]

[She lifts the door, dropping into the cage and helping encourage the mice to leave the cages. She shouts at them, and oddly enough, they do seem to understand, and all bolt for the door instead of scattering around the store.]

We have to go!

[RUNNING RUNNING BEFORE WE GET IN TROUBLE.]