Dulcie (
dulcisnuntius) wrote2011-09-25 05:55 pm
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28th Message - [accidental video]
[Dulcie's apartment flickers into view. Her device is lying on its side, so the angle is slightly skewed and to the side. Everything in the room is bright, vivid colours. Perhaps even stronger than before this curse started, although it's hard to tell. Dulcie is curled in a ball in the far corner of her living room, her face shielded with her arms. She still has smudges of paint along her arm from the other day which she hasn't been able to wash off. Her shoulders are shaking and as the audio crackles in a ragged breath can he heard.
She lifts her face, and it is absolutely streaked with tears. She's crying so hard that she's having difficulty breathing, her breath coming in and out of her in strangled, ragged gasps. Her hand keeps coming to her face, trying to hold everything in and failing. The faint sound of a song can be heard over her gasps for air. Something sad and mournful. The feed slowly fades out, and as it does, a file is attached...
[ooc: Dulcie probably won't be answering for a long time, but action is more than welcome.]
She lifts her face, and it is absolutely streaked with tears. She's crying so hard that she's having difficulty breathing, her breath coming in and out of her in strangled, ragged gasps. Her hand keeps coming to her face, trying to hold everything in and failing. The faint sound of a song can be heard over her gasps for air. Something sad and mournful. The feed slowly fades out, and as it does, a file is attached...
[ooc: Dulcie probably won't be answering for a long time, but action is more than welcome.]
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