dear_mun | what is voice testing. we just don't know

[ how do socialization ]

Monsieur, if your mademoiselle is fretting, I find that thinking of a beloved can calm ones disquiet.

[ yes, excellent advice!

...brb staring into the distance smiling dumbly and envisioning cosette now oops ]

Okay, one: I have no idea what a mademoiselle is.

And two: who's supposed to be doing this thinking, me or her? Or... [ He pauses, noticing the other's expression, and laughs ] You?

They tend to sweat the small stuff.

[But just look who is grinning charming and tossing her hair over her shoulder with a giggle.]

[oh. he. caught him there didn't he.

Marius frowns and tries to ignore the heat suddenly pooling in his cheeks.]

Your mademoiselle mundane, certainly.

[The man is clearly rude—he honestly doesn't know why his own mademoiselle mundane had thought only good things will come of this conversation—but he will try his best to remain polite.]

[ Fiyero shrugs. ] Eh, doesn't help her. She gets way too excited thinking about her "beloved." Not unlike you, I'd say.

[ And look who is grinning back just as charmingly. ] Seems like it. Is yours as bad as mine?

[Another giggle and she's shaking her head.]

Almost, I think. It's abso-positi-lutely frustrating.

[She slides a little closer, fluttering her lashes.]

But who can blame them for it when they pick up people like us who are positively perfect~?

[Oh dearest Lurline, she was once head over heels in love with this idiot. Unfortunately, this Glinda is a little older and perhaps not wiser but a little more bitter. He did just run off with her fugitive bff though. Kind of a reasonable reason to be a little bitter.]

You! [That's all she can say. Don't mind her if she's just a little incandescentful with rage.]

You honestly dare to show your face without any such attempt of an apologations! I knew you had gall, Fiyero Tiggular, but I didn't know the verdergricable of it! The nerve!

I can imagine it'd be hard to play you. [ Is he thinking again, oops. That probably came off wrong or insulting... quickly, he adds ] ... Because you're so perfect, of course!

[ Excuse him as he steps back a little. This is... different. ]

Galinda...? [ He knows it's her, but it's not her. It is certainly her with all the sparkles and glitter and silly words, but she never speaks to him like this. This might be worse than Elphaba's rants and assumptions, even. ] Mind telling me what I did wrong exactly?

Glinda. The Gah is silent. [She purses her lips, shifting her staff to her other hand whilst the other goes to her tulle and chiffon covered hip. This is one unimpressed sorceress.]

Oh I should think that you would know!

'If it makes you happy'. You said that and you still ended up making me misfortunecated. If you had of just been honetspoken with me I woulnd't have been so...so...

[Utterly destroyed? Devistatified. Depressicational.]

You broke your word, Fiyero.

[ Fiyero raises an eyebrow at her. Definitely not his Galinda now. ] Since when?

[ A pause. He's not sure what to do or say or how to make her happy now. He sighs and gives her an apologetic look. ]

Look, Gal-... Glinda. I'm sorry. But, really, I have no idea what you're talking about.

[Elphaba simply sighs.]

Typical that you would be annoyed by something that could actually prove to be prudent.

It's not prudent- or whatever. I guess worrying can be okay in some situations, but in this one, it's more than what's necessary.

I see. And you're the best judge of that?

[She likes him, but he can be a bit too laid-back.]

[ He sighs, rolling his eyes ever so slightly at her. ] Maybe not. But believe me, it's too much. I just want my mundane to calm down already.

[She smirks.]

If they knew how to do that, they wouldn't have to live vicariously through us.

Yeah, but... I think it's understandable to be annoyed. Are you telling me yours doesn't get on your nerves?

[She shakes her head.]

More or less forgets I exist. Which is well enough... You do know what they do to you when they remember, right?

It can't be that easy to forget you exist. Your mundane doesn't have that many green characters, do they? [ He grins. The joke's in good nature, more teasing than mocking. Her question causes him to pause. ] ... No, actually.

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Actually, there are two green characters up here, the other looks like... a short haggard Munchkin who talks like a fortune cookie and me. And there's a hand! Just a hand, nothing else.

[She realizes his response.]

Oh. They're a bit like Glinda: their words have double-meanings.

[What, it's true. Even if she and Glinda learned to get along.]

[ He laughs, smiling more sincerely than before. ]

Elphaba... it was a joke. I was joking. Either way, I don't think anyone could forget you easily, green or not.

[ Fiyero tilts his head, curious. ]

Explain. I mean, what do you mean, "what they do to you?"

[Oh, Fiyero, you forget that Elphaba doesn't have a sense of humor. Well, she does but doesn't. Shush, it's complicated.]

Well, my mun clearly can.

[She tilts her head.]

You really don't know? They... like to torture us, or put us into awkward situations. All for their own pleasure.

[She clearly looks less than pleased.]

[ It's okay, since he finds it adorable. Not that he would say so. ]

Well, I couldn't.

[ Aaand he didn't mean to say that or maybe like that or. Never mind. Moving on. ] Are you sure you aren't exaggerating? It can't be that bad. I mean, all I've had to deal with was an angry Ga- ... Glinda, right.

Let's just say the muns have a way of taking the spell I cast on you in the musical and twisting it...

[Wizard, she can't explain it.]

Or they'll take us out of Oz and throw us into strange worlds where people speak about very curious things.

[And this is Elphie, ignoring anything that could even come close to being described as "adorable."]

Wait, you cast a spell on me?! [ His tone is clearly more hostile than before. It's out of confusion more so than anything else, but he's somehow hurt. Her magic seemed to conveniently miss him the last time, after all. ] Why- I... what did you do? Or what do they do by twisting it? Or-

[ Fiyero stops himself, and takes a deep breath. Frustrated, he runs a hand through his hair. ]

Can you be maybe less vague?

[She waves him off.]

No. You'll understand when it happens to you. It can't really be explained.

Elphaba.

Tell me what you did, and tell me why.

[ BUT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND FIYERO ]

But monsieur, it is impossible to feel otherwise, when she is the sun in my life. No, not only the sun; she is my universe, the sun and moon and stars contracted into one being, one being expanded into my infinity!

[ wow i'm sorry this has become all about cosette ]

Yeah, yeah, alright, I get it. [ His expression is more annoyed now, though he's still keeping his cool, of course. Really, Marius, you're making him feel guilty because he doesn't think about Galinda this way. ]

You've got a girl, I've got a girl, madohotel mundane's got a girl. And clearly, thinking about them isn't the solution for you g- for us.

What is a madohotel?

[ no seriously what is it

are you calling your mundane bad things because that's not cool bro ]

Uh, that thing you called her. Madowhatever. [ He knows Ozian and several tribal languages. You cannot expect him to learn French too. ]

You mean to say, "mademoiselle." [ say it with me fiyero you can do it! ]

Yeah, that. [ No, this isn't Marius the Explorer. Honestly, he could say it easily if he tried, but that would sound smart and not shallow. And we can't have that. ] Anyways, you get my point.

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[Glinda blinks at him.

And blinks again.

And once more for luck.

And. Oh Ozma. He's much too young to be her Fiyero. She throws her hands up.]

Oh, I just give in already! This is ridiculated.

It's really... ridiculated, yeah.

[ Okay, he has no idea what is going on. And her answers aren't much help either. He sighs and offers her a smile. ]

Wanna at least slightly fill me in on what you're talking about? It'd help to know what I'm apologizing for, after all.

[Glinda rubs her forehead and sighs. Dear Ozma, this is going to be difficult to explain.]

It isn't anything you've done. It's what you will do.

[Don't mind her being a little creepy and staring. You're making her feel old Yero.]

Did you always look so young when we were younger?

[ Fiyero nods, taking it in. His smile is sincere now as he gives a more understanding apology. He does like you, Glinda, and he feels bad even if he doesn't know exactly what happened. ]

Guess we don't work out then? Sorry about that, at the least.

[ A little creeped out by the staring, he steps back slightly, raising an eyebrow at her. ]

That is what younger implies. I can't be that much younger than you, though- I mean, how old are you?

Fiyero, you might well be a Prince, but you have no manners. It's incredibly rude to ask a Witch her age!

Sorry. [ He pinches the bridge of the nose. That seems to be the word of the day. ] I only meant to- [ And sudden realization. He knew about the wand and the class, but ] You're a Witch?!

[She bristles a little at that.]

I am The Good Witch of the North.

what is voice testing. we just don't know

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I am so sorry for her, she's a grumpy Glinda around Fiyeros

it's ok he's just scared

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poor him, she must sound so craycray

only slightly more than normal though!

like that's difficult!

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