Mrs. Brisby (
flyingdreams) wrote2011-12-28 07:45 pm
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✽Ninth Post - Video✽
[Mrs. Brisby turns on her SFC, licking her lips uncertainly. After a few moments to gather her thoughts...]
I've been wondering, lately... I'm already getting pretty old. And I've been here for... quite a long time. For the most of summer, and now that I think it's winter... it feels like it's been so long. But I don't feel like my body is growing older.
Perhaps I'm just... worrying, needlessly. But I wonder... should I be paying closer attention to that? Maybe, since I don't have to run away from cats, or worry about predators, or that I have plenty of food...
How silly of me to worry about feeling healthy, I suppose.
I've been wondering, lately... I'm already getting pretty old. And I've been here for... quite a long time. For the most of summer, and now that I think it's winter... it feels like it's been so long. But I don't feel like my body is growing older.
Perhaps I'm just... worrying, needlessly. But I wonder... should I be paying closer attention to that? Maybe, since I don't have to run away from cats, or worry about predators, or that I have plenty of food...
How silly of me to worry about feeling healthy, I suppose.
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Hey, where you at, momma? I got some stuff what I wanna give to you.
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I do have something for you! I'm at home, right now.
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He skids to a halt, dropping down in a low crouch in front of her little house.]
Momma? I'm here.
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Phew! This was taking up quite a bit of space in my small house! I found as many beads as I could.
I used purple, like yours, but I couldn't resist reds. I love the color red.
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[He really does! Despite the significance red has in his society, he loves the colour. Well, he loves all the colours, but red is extra special. Mostly because nearly all the important people in his life are somehow related to the colour.
Dropping down to his knees, he kneels in front of her house, careful with his long horns as he peers at the necklace.]
Woah. It is real awesome looking. Thanks.
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[He holds out one hand. He wants to try that pretty thing on, okay?]
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[He picks it up carefully, before sliding it over his horns, his messy curls and his head, leaving it to come to rest loosely on the collar of his shirt. His fingers slide over the beads, enjoying the sight of purple right next to right.]
Ain't got no idea all how jazzed this makes me being.
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Now yours!
[He digs into his sylladex with a wash of colour, before drawing out a purple draw-string bag. The fabric of the bag has painstakingly been filled with polkadots with a fabric marker as well as a hand drawn picture of the both of them.
Well, it is probably them. Gamzee is not that much of an artist.
The bag itself is filled with nuts and dried fruits and all that good stuff. It is also bigger than her house. He might not have thought this entire thing through.]
Here.
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[She giggles at the drawing.]
This is lovely, Gamzee...
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Have you eaten them before?
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[He puts everything in his mouth, okay. Everything.]
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[Luckily she's an omnivore.]
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