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dear_mun2013-09-25 11:54 am
bestsilenttreatment) wrote in dear_mun2013-09-25 11:54 am
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I don't even know what I'm doing HERE IS MOVIE!MOON
[An old woman sits in a chair and examines her hands with mild interest, arching one eyebrow.] As convenient as these seem to be, I prefer my natural form.
[She folds the hands in her lap and smiles a small, secret smile, like she knows something her mun doesn't. Which she really shouldn't, since muns know all, but she's somehow managing it.] I suppose I should take the opportunity to see this world a little more up close. There is only so much you can see from an outsider's perspective, you know. [She stands up, wrapping herself in a black shawl that only makes the white in her skin and hair more stark. There's no slowness to her movements or weakness in her stance, as there should be with her apparent age. Instead, she radiates a strange aura, and it seems like only her face is old.]
Although, I would like to ask why you decided on this--oh, what was the word?--username.
[Uh... you brought a boy back to life and then didn't talk to him for three hundred years?]
Oh, Jack Frost, you mean? [She shrugs casually.] Three hundred years is a trifling amount of time. I am sure you could have decided on something more significant to comment on.
[She folds the hands in her lap and smiles a small, secret smile, like she knows something her mun doesn't. Which she really shouldn't, since muns know all, but she's somehow managing it.] I suppose I should take the opportunity to see this world a little more up close. There is only so much you can see from an outsider's perspective, you know. [She stands up, wrapping herself in a black shawl that only makes the white in her skin and hair more stark. There's no slowness to her movements or weakness in her stance, as there should be with her apparent age. Instead, she radiates a strange aura, and it seems like only her face is old.]
Although, I would like to ask why you decided on this--oh, what was the word?--username.
[Uh... you brought a boy back to life and then didn't talk to him for three hundred years?]
Oh, Jack Frost, you mean? [She shrugs casually.] Three hundred years is a trifling amount of time. I am sure you could have decided on something more significant to comment on.
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[ this place is weird. talking to the moon is weird. he himself is weird.]..Are you..the moon?
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[She only seems mildly interested in actually having conversation, despite the fact she hasn't had one in at least a thousand years. She's not social.]
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I don't understand.
How can you..talk?
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[Not that she actually talks that much. Hey, those little people scurrying on the planet are doing fine without her.]
It seems to be easier now that I have been given a human body.
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[If so, she probably didn't think you were worth answering.]
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