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. ]

Comments

[wylderrant]

I never said you weren't.

Please, tell me what you're good at! I'd love to hear about them!

[ Because. ]

[sullenstallion]

I'm great at fishing.

[Wait. What else is he good at? He can't remember them now that he's on the spot?]

And other things! But I don't have to tell you!

[wylderrant]

Oh, of course not. But you seemed like you wanted to.

[ Wow, this got way more entertaining for her all of a sudden. ]

[sullenstallion]

I didn't want to! I had to! You're the one making it impossible again.

[wylderrant]

How am I making it impossible?

[ So innocent. ]

[sullenstallion]

You, uh. You do the thing with your words. You don't take anything seriously!

[wylderrant]

Does that really put a stop to you, though?

[sullenstallion]

[What is that supposed to mean?

Wait, hold on.]

What is that supposed to mean?!

[wylderrant]

[ Oh, he's cute. ]

Just wondering if you're that easily put out.

[sullenstallion]

There's nothing easy about this conversation or me. You're the one making things difficult. To think I was actually co—considering giving you a second chance today, too!

[Gods!!! Why did he even reply!!! He almost said concerned!]

[wylderrant]

Aw! But I like talking to you! Come on, I'm not even that bad!

[sullenstallion]

You just admitted that you're sort-of bad! Right there!

[He can't believe this!]

[wylderrant]

Do you really hate me?

[ Do you hear the pout in this voice? The sorrow? ]

[sullenstallion]

Yeah. I really hate you.

[He's sort of just saying it to fuck with her, though.]

[wylderrant]

That's just terribly unfair of you. I can't believe you'd say something like that...

[ She does sound like she's going to cry. ]

[sullenstallion]

What part of our conversations would make you think I'd say something else?

[He's...he's somewhat sure she's just fucking with him. Doubt is beginning to form.]

[wylderrant]

[ She absolutely is.

Probably. ]

I thought we were having a bit of fun together...

[ So sad. So shattered. ]

Here we are in a strange place and you're telling me that I'm nothing more than a nuisance. I just want to help.

[sullenstallion]

Is there a reason why you trying to help me seems a lot more like you're trying to make fun of me?

[Maybe if she could answer that...nah, he's not falling for it.]

[wylderrant]

I promise you, you're looking at it completely the wrong way!

[ Who could say no to this face? Well, if anyone could see it right now. ]

[sullenstallion]

I'm looking at it the only way I know how. Why don't you enlighten me?

[wylderrant]

I just want to know more about you, that's all. Is that so bad?

[sullenstallion]

Why me?! What have I done to deserve this?

[wylderrant]

You're interesting. That's why.

[sullenstallion]

I'm not. I told you I'm not interesting. Why don't you believe me?

[wylderrant]

Interest is in the eye of the beholder, isn't it?