[He sounds pretty panicked. Well.. to be fair, she is the only person he has to worry about. And if people are being found dead, he doesn't want her to be next.]
[The following static happens at 3:33 am. It lasts for apparently 13 seconds. At the end of it, there is just a flash of text with it. When the message is played back or played for other people, it becomes less clear and degrades until it's completely gone.]
Her lips part and she goes to speak but it feels as if she's lost the ability. And even if she could speak, what could she say? Her finger curls around the back of her ear, lightly tapping where the golden inlay is. She doesn't say anything out loud but sends a short mental message. The voice sounds flat and lifeless but it can't be mistaken for anyone else.]
Maybe...
I... am... hiding...
[She isn't sure she wants to come out. The world is too painful.]
[Inesa might have been surprised one afternoon to find a small bouquet, and a note left for her at her shop. She might recognize the teal chiffon ribbon tied around the blooms in a neat bow as one she sold to Llewellyn recently.
The flowers were selected carefully, with specific meanings. Zinnia for everlasting friendship, apple blossom for preference, pansy for a friend you think of often, and Eucalyptus for protection and to strengthen the bond of friendship to last. It was a traditional selection for a bouquet gifted to friends in his era, and Llewellyn was surprisingly sentimental (sappy) enough to share such things. Especially where he found himself comfortable enough since arriving here to embrace his love of flowers and floriography.
The note read (along with a description of what the flowers meant):]
I know this might seem silly, but I wanted to share these with you in appreciation for the friendship you’ve shown me. You’ve been very kind and getting to help you with your floral designs has helped me be more comfortable with openly enjoying flowers and floriography. I hope you enjoy this small token (and the bow that I tried very hard to tie the way you showed me)!
With my deepest respect, Det. Watts.
(ooc: This is just a little nice thing he’s doing for his closest cr, as mentioned it definitely doesn’t need to be a thread or anything where there is a lot going on!)
[Llewellyn honestly hadn’t even considered what month it was when he finally got around to putting the bouquets together. It had just been a gift he wanted to give his friends. That made sense. People giving him presents in return... was still very strange. It didn’t really happen often, or at all anymore.
So his response might sound a little anxious, and concerned over her doing something for him when she had so much to do already.]
Oh... Uh— You didn’t have to get me anything, that’s... very nice of you? I could uh— stop by your shop again if you like. I imagine you’ve got more to do this month than I do.
[He shook his head a little, he could relate to being excited about learning more about new celebrations. Many of the activities and such in the festivals here were very new. He could imagine that Christmas was very exciting to learn about.]
I didn’t really think I’d have a reason to celebrate this year? I normally had dinner with my brother... And I found out a year ago my family is Jewish, so I would be spending time with someone who was helping me learn more about them over Hanukkah. Neither of which could really happen while here.
[There is a lot of motion though it isn't so bad since the communication link is neurological. Llewellyn will be able to tell that Inesa is moving. It's about ten minutes of this before she says something again and when she speaks, she's a little out of breath.]
So... um... Do you have plans this year?
And you should look outside your office. I hope that's where you are...
[It's fairly close to the shop and Inesa had run there though she hadn't exactly hung up the phone. She's also absolutely hiding nearby... she doesn' t know why but this feels like it's how she's supposed to do it? She isn't sure.
The exciting part is the gift and package left for Llewellyn. The packaging is simple and decorated with a sprig of holly. Inside the package is a handmade vest with flowers embroidered along the back, each flower a replica of the flowers that he had given Inesa. --Though one of the flowers looks as if it hadn't been intended to match Llewellyn's gift but it had turned out that way with a short addition.-- The vest itself is a light mint green with a dark green back and each flower is embroidered with thread color that identifies the flower.
[Llewellyn responded, rather curious as the audio shifted lightly and he could hear that she was moving. How curious... The question gets an awkward pause, before he continued.]
I hadn’t really thought about making plans? I’m not sure who celebrates what Holiday, I’m not even sure if Rhy’s world would have a celebration at this time of year... But I will be happy if I can spend a little more time with him, and uh— friends as well, of course.
[Just... to not be alone with his thoughts. The holidays meant thinking about the two families he’d lost, and even if no one was celebrating, it was better to not be alone. That would be enough for him.]
Oh, um... I am at my office, one moment?
[Stranger and stranger, but now it was Llewellyn’s turn to move. He’s definitely at his office, if the rustling of papers and the sound of Pretzel’s feet clicking across the floor to follow him is anything to go by. The door opens and Llewellyn’s head could be seen as he leaned forward to look at the box waiting for him there.
Confusion seemed to cross his face, seeing a package waiting for him, decorated with holly. His finger fussed with the sprig before he picked up the box and took a little look around. Not seeing anyone around, he turned and disappeared back inside.]
What’s this... I um— presume this is the gift you mentio-
[Llewellyn’s words cut off rather abruptly. Clearly he’d opened the box. He was too busy being rather stuck on the attention to detail and how much thought and work Inesa must have put into this gift. Fingers running over the embroidery lightly, he tries to figure out how to respond. Then the gift for Pretzel just derails his thoughts again entirely.]
I— um— Inesa, this is mm... It’s very nice, the flowers are so detailed. I love it, I know I’ll wear it often.
[He would have a hard time wearing a jacket now, he’d feel bad for the blooms to be hidden away.]
And the jacket for Pretzel is excellent, he’ll look quite smart in it, I think. It’ll come in handy if we see anymore weather here! I... I really don’t know how to thank you.
Inesa, my friend, I require much assistance. Watts and I shall require new, fine suits and I worry my skills shall not suffice for this important event!
Complimentary ones in crimson and gold. Fitted. Three pieces for him for he looks good in vests. I could help you come up with styles suitable. For me... I believe I shall have to borrow my brother’s coat to show you the proper style for Arnesian royals. We shall have time of course, and I will be glad to help.
You two are to be married! That's so exciting. Then I must emborder flowers on the detective's vest as well. He loves them and I know many of his favorites.
Two weddings! [She loves weddings and it's even more exciting since both of the pairs are people close to her.] How did you ask him? Or did Llewellyn ask you? Please tell me. Llewellyn will get embarrassed if I ask.
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Date: 2019-03-06 01:27 am (UTC)[He sounds pretty panicked. Well.. to be fair, she is the only person he has to worry about. And if people are being found dead, he doesn't want her to be next.]
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Date: 2019-03-06 01:44 am (UTC)[Her voice is its usual sweet feminine tones, colored with a note of confusion.]
I'm okay. Did something happen?
[She hasn't connected the dots yet...]
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Date: 2019-03-06 01:49 am (UTC)[He hesitates, wrings his hands a bit.]
People are dead. I thought...
[It's stupid. But he can't help worrying anyway.]
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Date: 2019-03-06 01:56 am (UTC)[A beat.]
Were you looking for me? I've been investigating those who've gone missing.
I can come find you.
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Date: 2019-03-07 12:28 am (UTC)I'm.. in my room. You can come here.
[He hadn't even bothered to look for her, honestly... as soon as he started seeing the messages about dead bodies, he'd jumped the gun.]
Sorry.
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Date: 2019-10-21 12:28 am (UTC)h̸̡͓͓̖̯͍̳̖̘͍͍͑̍̍͛̎̓̍̀̃̕̚͜͠E̸̞̪͑̒̋̇̀̐̊l̷̛͔͚̣̬̖͓̉͛͛̍͌̄̏̄̇̀́́̑̇p̵̡̠͔͕̳͙̈́̋̔̎͜ ̷͈̹̦̗̺̰̉͐̀͆͜u̶̧̯̠̱͎̦̤͍̳̰̖̫̮̅ͅs̸͆̾̊̇͗͌̆̈́͝
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Date: 2020-03-04 04:59 am (UTC)Private Audio
Date: 2020-03-09 11:51 am (UTC)Her lips part and she goes to speak but it feels as if she's lost the ability. And even if she could speak, what could she say? Her finger curls around the back of her ear, lightly tapping where the golden inlay is. She doesn't say anything out loud but sends a short mental message. The voice sounds flat and lifeless but it can't be mistaken for anyone else.]
Maybe...
I... am... hiding...
[She isn't sure she wants to come out. The world is too painful.]
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Date: 2020-03-10 09:23 pm (UTC)Why are you hiding?
[Alex’s voice sounds concerned and worried for her friend.]
What happened?!
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Date: 2020-03-11 12:58 am (UTC)I'm... I am sorry.
It hurts too much.
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Date: 2020-03-11 04:41 am (UTC)Oh baby. I’m so sorry. Do you want a hug? We can do that and not talk about it.
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Date: 2020-12-12 06:23 pm (UTC)The flowers were selected carefully, with specific meanings. Zinnia for everlasting friendship, apple blossom for preference, pansy for a friend you think of often, and Eucalyptus for protection and to strengthen the bond of friendship to last. It was a traditional selection for a bouquet gifted to friends in his era, and Llewellyn was surprisingly sentimental (sappy) enough to share such things. Especially where he found himself comfortable enough since arriving here to embrace his love of flowers and floriography.
The note read (along with a description of what the flowers meant):]
I know this might seem silly, but I wanted to share these with you in appreciation for the friendship you’ve shown me. You’ve been very kind and getting to help you with your floral designs has helped me be more comfortable with openly enjoying flowers and floriography. I hope you enjoy this small token (and the bow that I tried very hard to tie the way you showed me)!
With my deepest respect,
Det. Watts.
(ooc: This is just a little nice thing he’s doing for his closest cr, as mentioned it definitely doesn’t need to be a thread or anything where there is a lot going on!)
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Date: 2020-12-14 05:41 pm (UTC)I haven't really celebrated this holiday much but I remember that gifts were a part of it. I actually have many gifts to hand out this year.
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Date: 2020-12-15 08:51 pm (UTC)[Llewellyn honestly hadn’t even considered what month it was when he finally got around to putting the bouquets together. It had just been a gift he wanted to give his friends. That made sense. People giving him presents in return... was still very strange. It didn’t really happen often, or at all anymore.
So his response might sound a little anxious, and concerned over her doing something for him when she had so much to do already.]
Oh... Uh— You didn’t have to get me anything, that’s... very nice of you? I could uh— stop by your shop again if you like. I imagine you’ve got more to do this month than I do.
[He shook his head a little, he could relate to being excited about learning more about new celebrations. Many of the activities and such in the festivals here were very new. He could imagine that Christmas was very exciting to learn about.]
I didn’t really think I’d have a reason to celebrate this year? I normally had dinner with my brother... And I found out a year ago my family is Jewish, so I would be spending time with someone who was helping me learn more about them over Hanukkah. Neither of which could really happen while here.
Inesa is being weird so... Audio & Semi-Action...
Date: 2020-12-22 08:44 pm (UTC)[There is a lot of motion though it isn't so bad since the communication link is neurological. Llewellyn will be able to tell that Inesa is moving. It's about ten minutes of this before she says something again and when she speaks, she's a little out of breath.]
So... um... Do you have plans this year?
And you should look outside your office. I hope that's where you are...
[It's fairly close to the shop and Inesa had run there though she hadn't exactly hung up the phone. She's also absolutely hiding nearby... she doesn' t know why but this feels like it's how she's supposed to do it? She isn't sure.
The exciting part is the gift and package left for Llewellyn. The packaging is simple and decorated with a sprig of holly. Inside the package is a handmade vest with flowers embroidered along the back, each flower a replica of the flowers that he had given Inesa. --Though one of the flowers looks as if it hadn't been intended to match Llewellyn's gift but it had turned out that way with a short addition.-- The vest itself is a light mint green with a dark green back and each flower is embroidered with thread color that identifies the flower.
Pretzel has his own gift, in case it rains or snows in the sphere again.]
Omg!! This is so perfect! Inesa is adorable.
Date: 2020-12-22 09:49 pm (UTC)[Llewellyn responded, rather curious as the audio shifted lightly and he could hear that she was moving. How curious... The question gets an awkward pause, before he continued.]
I hadn’t really thought about making plans? I’m not sure who celebrates what Holiday, I’m not even sure if Rhy’s world would have a celebration at this time of year... But I will be happy if I can spend a little more time with him, and uh— friends as well, of course.
[Just... to not be alone with his thoughts. The holidays meant thinking about the two families he’d lost, and even if no one was celebrating, it was better to not be alone. That would be enough for him.]
Oh, um... I am at my office, one moment?
[Stranger and stranger, but now it was Llewellyn’s turn to move. He’s definitely at his office, if the rustling of papers and the sound of Pretzel’s feet clicking across the floor to follow him is anything to go by. The door opens and Llewellyn’s head could be seen as he leaned forward to look at the box waiting for him there.
Confusion seemed to cross his face, seeing a package waiting for him, decorated with holly. His finger fussed with the sprig before he picked up the box and took a little look around. Not seeing anyone around, he turned and disappeared back inside.]
What’s this... I um— presume this is the gift you mentio-
[Llewellyn’s words cut off rather abruptly. Clearly he’d opened the box. He was too busy being rather stuck on the attention to detail and how much thought and work Inesa must have put into this gift. Fingers running over the embroidery lightly, he tries to figure out how to respond. Then the gift for Pretzel just derails his thoughts again entirely.]
I— um— Inesa, this is mm... It’s very nice, the flowers are so detailed. I love it, I know I’ll wear it often.
[He would have a hard time wearing a jacket now, he’d feel bad for the blooms to be hidden away.]
And the jacket for Pretzel is excellent, he’ll look quite smart in it, I think. It’ll come in handy if we see anymore weather here! I... I really don’t know how to thank you.
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Date: 2020-12-25 06:43 am (UTC)Thank you for the gift, dear. This is a poor thank you, but I'll make it up to you. I hope you enjoy your Christmas. Feliz Navidad.
A text back.
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Date: 2021-01-04 02:05 am (UTC)New Year's Day - Audio
Date: 2021-01-12 09:27 pm (UTC)New Year's Day - Audio
Date: 2021-01-14 05:55 pm (UTC)I believe I have both your sizes and the detective's size in my notes. [They shouldn't require much alterations.]
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Date: 2021-01-14 06:04 pm (UTC)I just wish all to be perfect for our day.
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Date: 2021-01-14 06:44 pm (UTC)[Inesa's eyes glittered.]
You two are to be married! That's so exciting. Then I must emborder flowers on the detective's vest as well. He loves them and I know many of his favorites.
Two weddings! [She loves weddings and it's even more exciting since both of the pairs are people close to her.] How did you ask him? Or did Llewellyn ask you? Please tell me. Llewellyn will get embarrassed if I ask.
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