A few complaints to register

[wylderrant]

Name: Iramaat
Date: 5/21
Format: Voice/Picture

[ The wonderful denizens of Aefenglom are treated to Iramaat's dulcet tones - although they're pitched down into something almost like a pout or even despair. ]

This is unacceptable, it really is. [ There's a long-suffering sigh and then she continues. ]

Pulling me across time and space and one thing, but this? Is another. They've changed my ears! My beautiful, beautiful ears...

[ Sounds like someone got their first bit of change since their arrival. And she decides to prove that am oment later with a sepia-toned picture of herself. Her long, pointy elf-ears have been replaced with a pair of ears that more closely resemble those of a deer (and they seem to have shifted slightly up the sides of her head). They've even got that dusting of fur, although it's hard to tell what color it all is. Her expression is incredibly morose and not at all happy. Maybe even a bit overwrought. ]

At least tell me I'm not the only one...? [ Well, she half knows that, but she wants to confirm it. ]

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[ishisstrength]

[Justine is laying in bed, her dark hair fanning around her lovely features as the device flickers to life. If Iramaat looks closely, she might see a book sitting on the pillow next to Justine.]

I think they're lovely.

Are they sensitive?

[She's noticed changes in others and she's curious. Why are these changes only happening to some of them and are they felt? Are they permanent? What does it mean?]

voice;

[wylderrant]

Well, they're ears, of course they're going to be sensitive.

[ She's practically pouting now. ]

But thank you, I suppose. I thought they were going to ruin my looks...

voice;

[ishisstrength]

[Justine's lips quirk into a delicate smile.]

I'm happy to say that they haven't.

Are you worried that there will be more changes? So many, have been changing it seems.

[wylderrant]

Do you think there will be...?

[ Huh. She hadn't considered that. ]

I wasn't that worried about it, but my ears...

[ishisstrength]

[Oops.]

I am sorry Iramaat. Perhaps we can stop it or ask the Coven?

[wylderrant]

I may have to ask them, honestly. I liked my ears as they were. They were beautiful.

[ Well, every part of her is beautiful, she thinks. But especially the ears. ]

[ishisstrength]

It won't hurt to ask.

[Justine pauses thoughtfully, considering what to say next.]

What is your favorite part of your body?

[wylderrant]

It was my ears, but I suppose now it's my horns.

[ She hums to herself. ]

Or my eyes. No, definitely my horns...

[ishisstrength]

Is that so?

[Justine muses gently.]

Well, what's your favorite part of me?

[wylderrant]

Oh, all parts. Hard to name a favorite.

[ Aw, listen to her, being all flirty. ]

Eyes, probably. Quite expressive. Windows to the soul and all of that...

[ishisstrength]

So I've heard.

[It's why Justine is careful about making eye contact.]

I am flattered that you like all of me. It makes me want to show you more and see what you say then.

[wylderrant]

To be fair, I got to see quite a bit on your first night.

[ There's a little bit of a sing-song lilt to her voice. ]

But I know what you mean.

[ishisstrength]

Yes.

[She smiles, her voice shy and almost bashful.]

And I'm glad. You seem to understand me so well.

[Justine stretches her arms over head, arching her back before settling back down in front of the odd circular device.] You haven't seen my home. You should come by sometime. [And possibly meet the wizard she takes care of.]

[wylderrant]

[ Iramaat is still only on voice, but she's watching all the same. ]

Oh, I should! You're right!

[ There's a little clap of her hands. ]

Where are you staying now? Staying with anyone else?

[ishisstrength]

I am. Harry Dresden. He's a wizard from my world.

[And Thomas's brother.]

A friend. Sort of. [Maybe like family. Justine isn't sure but they share Thomas as a common thread and being trapped in this world together.]

[wylderrant]

Oh-ho, a wizard!

[ She sounds intrigued by that. ]

Is he one of those ones that likes to talk about how powerful he is? Those can be fun.

[ishisstrength]

[Justine laughs softly.]

I'm sorry. He doesn't.

I believe that he's attempting to learn the magic here and he's teaching me as well. I'm not very good at it though. [She's never had to think like a wizard before and it's very difficult.]

I think you'd enjoy him if you met.

[wylderrant]

Maybe I would! Although wizards and I haven't always gotten along - but that's probably a bit moot here, isn't it?

[ She shrugs carelessly. Although Justine can't see her, so it's a bit pointless. ]

Maybe I'll stop by. Say hello.

[ishisstrength]

Well, the Coven seems convinced that I'm a witch and I think we get along well.

[Her voice is warm light and a little teasing.]

If you'd like. [There is no pressure. Justine doesn't except Iramaat to want to insert herself into every aspect of her life but she'd welcome it nonetheless.] I'd be happy to have you over.

[wylderrant]

We'll call it a date then! Send me your address and I'll come over this evening!

[ishisstrength]

I'll look forward to it.

[Justine smiles before the feed cuts. It takes her a moment to confirm the houses address before Iramaat will receive another text detailing the location as well as giving her directions from the entrance to the residential district.]