Mufasa (
circleoflife) wrote in
paradisa2012-10-10 10:02 pm
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Mbili [2] -- Dictated/Action
I have seen many things that I've never even imagined before in the nightmares we recently shared. Some far more disturbing than others. I cannot speak for the other people here, but to those I visited and knew previously: I will not hold what I experienced in the dreams against you.
[Katniss]
I apologize if this is unwelcome or belated, but I heard that you were injured fairly recently. Are you faring well?
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[For once, Mufasa's not outside as he usually is. He's on the sixth floor, lying next to the portrait of Ashura. For having just experienced the same thing everyone else had, the lion seems placid as usual, a neutral smile on his face as he listens to the journal dictate. Briefly, a large yawn escapes him, resulting in a gentle chuff before he resumes listening.
Approach the lion?]
[Katniss]
I apologize if this is unwelcome or belated, but I heard that you were injured fairly recently. Are you faring well?
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[For once, Mufasa's not outside as he usually is. He's on the sixth floor, lying next to the portrait of Ashura. For having just experienced the same thing everyone else had, the lion seems placid as usual, a neutral smile on his face as he listens to the journal dictate. Briefly, a large yawn escapes him, resulting in a gentle chuff before he resumes listening.
Approach the lion?]

Mufasa
[The journal had flipped open hours ago, and she hadn't even noticed. So when she saw her name, she started. Violently.]
[She stared at the writing, briefly, before whispering hoarsely.]
I'm fine.
[The letters come out scrawled, and messy.]
Katniss
Mufasa
[There's a shuddery cough.]
g'away, lion.
Katniss
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It was awful! Really, really awful. I don't understand how anyone could be cruel enough to make us go through something like that.
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[Although Mufasa is kind of judging this castle very hard for making a child go through such things.]
For now, you should rest; and remember, they were only nightmares, no matter how bad they may be.
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How could something like that have a purpose? It seems to me like all it did was hurt people.
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She's not so much in a mind to talk about what's happened. She's a private woman, deeply so and it is a hard thing to have people see so much of her. But she's practised at least at keeping her face.
After the uni-- Luna, she corrects herself at least, she's not so struck so much that there might be a lion here that reads too.]
Good day to you sir?
[how does one address a lion? Do they have rank and title to be called by?
She can't help but slightly fond. They were the banner of the English royal line. Even if that was meaningless here. At the very least, and because it could possibly rip her throat out, respectful seems best.]
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Oh. Lady... Galadriel?
No. The voice was similar, and her face was even more remarkably so, but that was where the similarities ended-- save for her manners. A sibling or relative, perhaps.
He dips his head in turn.]
And to you as well, madam.
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I hope the day finds you well?
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It is safe to say that Ezio has never seen a photograph of a lion, much less a real one. It even takes him a second to realize that's what it is, and only then does he notice that the lion is reading. How is this possible?
With his hidden blades strapped to the underside of his wrists and his knife at his belt, Ezio is armed, but not sure he is prepared to take on such a beast, should it attack.
Ezio approaches warily, curious to get a closer look but not wanting to get mauled.]
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For a moment, he doesn't seem to notice, but after Ezio takes a few more cautious steps forward, he brings his head away from his journal and smiles invitingly at the man.]
Good day.
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Uh... buon giorno... you can talk?
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lmao i love mufasaaaaa
MUFASA LOVES YOU TOO but not ezio
hehe
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Yep, he's not responding to that right now Mufasa. Avoidance mode activated, still, he'll remember to listen out for you over the journal in the future. Maybe.
When he's less inclined to want to curl up in a ball and die, you know how it is]
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I mean, it'll be squashed when he finds out you actually did that, but you know.
BRIGHT SIDE.]
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Mufasa
I am sorry you were witness to it nonetheless.
Galadriel
[Even if that wasn't a past memory and just a fear, it was still a pretty shitty nightmare.]
Mufasa forever
Galadriel forever
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Action!
Action!
Good day to you, young lady.
Action!
that icon. good, perfect
:3
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Looks like she's edging towards the window.]
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When he speaks, his tone is not warm, but it is still gentle, and not hostile.]
Princess?
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SURPRISE 2/2
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Action!
Luckily, she does notice him then, and stops before stepping on his tail. Woah, LION. BIG lion. Dairine gasps, and an apology slips out in the Speech.]
Pardon.
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He responds neutrally, in case the voice in his head wasn't the girl. He hadn't experienced such a phenomenon before, after all, but then, there was a lot he hadn't experienced before that he had in Paradisa.]
Do be careful, young one.
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