i; accidental video // be more cruel, love, and so be kind

[onemistress]

[Elizabeth looks rather frazzled, and paying not attention in the slightest to what is going on around her. She doesn't even seem to be aware that she is being filmed through her open dorm door. Instead she's clutching a sheet to her like grim death. No, this is not alright. None of this is alright. Waking up in this place was purely awful.]

Lady Kat? Walsingham? Lord Burghley?

[as far as she knows, she's talking to an empty room. She doesn't want to move to far because this... this thing is not clothing. She cannot go out like this. As a woman she might rule alone, but she was used to people, used to her ladies being only a room away -- and her guards. But as far as she could tell no one was coming. Sitting on her bed, in the small room that certainly wasn't what she was used to, she drew her knees up to her chest.]

Anyone... at all? [she sighs, grumbling under her breath. Not so much scared as... frustrated and overwhelmed. This felt like being in the tower all over again just... cleaner.]

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( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

[onemistress]

[The words are at least familiar. But as to where are they coming from...

She looks up, alarmed, wondering what man would dare enter her presence without invitation when she wasn't even dressed properly.]

Who goes there? [she honestly has no idea where the voice is coming from. She can't see anyone.] Are you a spectre?

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

[marchwarden]

I'm here. [He states with no clue as of how she's capable of communicating with him and the rest of the Network. Was there a computer terminal somewhere near? There must be.] Search for a "screen" of some kind, and you shall find me.

[Haldir still doesn't know how to explain this sort of technology. He never really liked the computers much. Especially since they're a "gift" from the Administrators.]

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

[onemistress]

[There was that same look down at herself, this sheet would apparently have to do. But apparently there was nothing else for it. How Norfolk would laugh. How her ladies would too.]

Alright... [strange faraway voice, she'll do what you say.] Screen as in... glass? [she kept walking, tentatively poking her head out the door, trying to see if there was anyone else around. Then for a 'screen' that he might mean.] Screen, screen.

[hopefully she was getting closer to him. Hopefully.]

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

[marchwarden]

Yes, like the glass of a window.

[He could hear her getting closer by every second.]

Keep going towards the end of the hall.

[If he wasn't currently on one of the upper floors, Haldir would've just appeared before her.]

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

[onemistress]

You're... very kind to me, Master Spectre. [Well, glass of a window, she could work with. Could keep looking for until she finally... found it. Or what she thought was it. Good god it was a foreign as everything else in this place. Staring at it a moment longer.]

Is... that you? [Never mind his appearance she couldn't... figure out how a portrait could move in such a way. Very slowly she touched the screen where his face was and then dropped her hand away.] My God, what devilry is this?