Capture 2

[panicswitched]

[ this is ashley magnus. this is ashley magnus swallowing her pride. mark your calendars, paradisa. this will likely never happen again.

she sounds on edge, but it's a different kind of on-edge than the kind when she last used the journal like this. today she's just got the tone of someone about to do something she'd rather not do but knows she needs to do. ]

Okay, so... Hi. Name's Ashley [ which just confirms for a lot of people what exactly her identity is thanks, james. ] and I'm really new still. I know I met a lot of you whackos -- [ ...did she really just say that? well, she never really had much of a brain-to-mouth filter... ] -- playing Twenty Questions or just by interrogation and I know I came off a bit... harsh. I should apologize for that. So... I'm sorry.

[ someone should really check if she's sick or discover that she's eaten dark chocolate today. ]

Um, if anyone wants to chat, I promise I won't bite your head off. I'm just... gonna go down to the kitchen.

[ aaand she's done with the public feed at the moment, before she makes a fool of herself.

Nikola Tesla ]

Okay, so... [ inhale sharply. mark your calendar, tesla. ] I still don't like you, but I have a question. How long has it been since I... y'know, kicked it? [ smooth, ashley, smooth. ] I think I might owe you something, too.

[ Katniss Everdeen ]

Do you mind if I come to the shooting range sooner than I said last time? I think I need to go kill something fake. [ before she kills something real. ]


[ an hour or so later she's going to make a fool of herself anyway. the public feed opens up again and she's got a question for the lot of you. ]

Why do I have the sudden urge to go find animals. Like normal cats or dogs. There's not anything different about them! They're not abnormals! Why do I want them?

Comments

[panicswitched]

He's adorable. Can I pet him?

[workaphilic]

Please, be my guest.

[panicswitched]

[ she does so then! and she's resisting the urge to pick it up.

in a minute or two she'll realize this is weird and... probably leave... but until then--! ]

[workaphilic]

[He hovers, watching very closely. The dog revels in the attention, tongue lolling and tail wagging as he presses his head closer to her hand.]

Gift from the castle, actually. Could be you'll be equally as lucky eventually.

["Lucky" is not the word he'd use to describe the receipt of Gladstone from the castle, but if the situation calls for it.]

[panicswitched]

Careful or someone might steal ya.

[ she's teasing, really. but he's really cute... ]

[workaphilic]

[He lifts his chin. Still pleasant:]

I'd advise against it.

[panicswitched]

[ she shoots him a glance. ]

Not me. I don't steal things. Or cute fluffy animals.

[workaphilic]

Of course not.

But it's worth emphasizing.

[panicswitched]

[ she would've responded but she's suddenly realizing what she's doing. and yeah. fawning over something like this isn't on her list of things to do. she backs up with a frown. ]

Yeah. I, uh... I think I'm just gonna go back to my room now.

[ wow. weird feelings. and she might've just muttered something that sounds suspiciously like "nubbins." because seriously if this is some strange castle-version of nubbins, she is going to hit something. ]

[workaphilic]

[His eyebrows go up, a gesture of polite deference.]

By all means. Didn't mean to keep you.

[He acts harmless enough, but he'll be watching. He's always watching.]

[panicswitched]

It's fine.

[ she still looks really confused. this whole thing is... okay she doesn't even know how to respond to it as she backs up. ]

Uh... thanks for the cake...

[ and she'll just be turning to leave now. ]

[workaphilic]

[He raises his voice a little as she turns away, to get her attention.]

Didn't catch your name.

[He knows, of course. But he needs to look innocuous.]

[panicswitched]

[ she pauses, turning for a moment and fighting the urge to pick up the puppy and run. ]

Ashley.

[workaphilic]

Sherlock.

[He tilts his head slightly, watching.]

Have a good afternoon.

[panicswitched]

Yeah. Same.

[ she gets flighty when something happens that she's not sure she likes or is in control of. welcome to the youngest magnus woman, sherlock.

in an instant, she ducks out of the kitchen and flees. ]