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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[onemistress]

[She sighed.] I know that. That is neither new nor particular to any place.

I mean in particular, why myself and why here?

[of_emptiness]

None of use known why we're here. [ He shrugs, adding-- ] You're not special-- just like us. You're a prisoner.

[onemistress]

[That. That wasn't alright. That forced her straight up, mind numb with fear that forced her to think in a way she hated.]

By whose authority are we -- since we are all the same -- imprisoned? By what charge?

And what verdict will be passed? [she really means to ask will they be executed. Because that in the end is what she understands imprisonment to mean.

No. God no. Not again. She'd done so much to be thrown back into that awful uncertain place, she could not bear it.]

[of_emptiness]

[ Another shrug. ] Well... there are some admins around. Here, let me give you this-- [ Here, he'll be sending this to her. ] It'll explain some things. I don't think we're going to be executed permanently. Apparently death doesn't work right here.

[onemistress]

[Give her a minute, she's got a lot of reading to do. Not that she does it all now, skims half of it the way she does statepapers.]

So this is not in the fashion of a normal imprisonment at all. If there is no verdict passed... [right, throwing that analogy out the window. She sighs.] Yet apparently we must undergo tortures.

This is most strange.

[of_emptiness]

[ All he says in response? ]

You're telling me.