Justine Florbelle (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
eternallywithoutfear) wrote2013-02-04 04:09 pm
eternallywithoutfear) wrote2013-02-04 04:09 pm
Entry tags:
- best rocket ever obvs.,
- circe the evil kissy-face,
- gratuitous flirting in three... two...,
- ic,
- it's a trap!,
- route,
- she's quite nice before you know her,
- this corset is killing her,
- what is this century even,
- women be wearing pants,
- yo men you're supposed to ride in now,
- you wouldn't even know she's a psycho
1st Suitor ❦ Video/Action for Goldenrod ❦
[The feed starts with a woman sitting on a bench with a little Gothita beside her. The woman looks like she was plucked out of a history book, with her spine ramrod-straight, her skin the color of porcelain, her waist so narrow that she must be wearing a corset, and her giant green floor-length dress using way too much fabric to be practical. Seriously, she could probably clothe a small country with all the cloth in that dress. Rocket uniform? What Rocket uniform?]
Good morning. [The woman carefully folds her hands in her lap, ignoring the Gothita beside her making a kissy face at the camera.] I am told that this object is ‘broadcasting’ what it sees to whosoever owns another one of its kind, so I decided that I should introduce myself.
[She inclines her head slightly, flashing a beautiful smile.] I am Miss Justine Florbelle. Don’t concern yourself with explaining the current situation to me—people already have, yet I find myself quite displaced. Not by the animals—they, I have accepted. No, what I am curious about is the current date, because I have received conflicting answers. [Yep. Kissy-faced bunny goth things, totally believable. Time skip, no.]
Does anyone care to assist a poor lady in distress?
Good morning. [The woman carefully folds her hands in her lap, ignoring the Gothita beside her making a kissy face at the camera.] I am told that this object is ‘broadcasting’ what it sees to whosoever owns another one of its kind, so I decided that I should introduce myself.
[She inclines her head slightly, flashing a beautiful smile.] I am Miss Justine Florbelle. Don’t concern yourself with explaining the current situation to me—people already have, yet I find myself quite displaced. Not by the animals—they, I have accepted. No, what I am curious about is the current date, because I have received conflicting answers. [Yep. Kissy-faced bunny goth things, totally believable. Time skip, no.]
Does anyone care to assist a poor lady in distress?
[Video] /high five for vague canons
[And education? And weird clothes? And freckles?]
Your time is... different from mine.
[Video]
[She props her chin on one fist. Most of the other ~people from the past~ she's talked to were seemingly from pasts that were a lot more advanced, so this is new.]
So wow. Yeah, a lot of important stuff happens way after your time. Like... World War I and stuff.
Pretty crazy.
You'd better get some different clothes. It'll be hell to hike in that dress.
[Video]
[...Well that isn't ominous at all.]
I... take it that there was more than one?
[Although at the mention of hiking, turning her nose right up at that.] Please. I won't be hiking in any clothing. People like me are not meant for activities such as that. [But... yeah, maybe she should get new clothes.]
[Video]
[She doesn't clarify beyond that. OMINOUS AS HELL.]
[Actually, she didn't really intend it to sound grim, but any further explanation that might have been forthcoming is pretty much cut off by what Justine says next. Heather's face blanks for a second and she just sort of... stares.]
... You did read the manual this place came with, right?
[Hiking's kinda in the job description
at least if you're a trainer without a Rocket helicopter to fly you around]