Cecelia Ardenbury (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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avalononline2021-04-21 01:02 pm
sighsheavily) wrote in avalononline2021-04-21 01:02 pm
video, un: ardenbury
Greetings, fellow outworlders. You may address me as Miss Ardenbury, if we are not yet acquainted, thank you.
[Cecelia is seated facing the camera, within one of those ever-so-similar rooms folks have been initially shacked up in, neither a dirt-covered ballgown disaster nor a puffed-up and pissed-off masquerader. still, she sits in a bit of a regal, this-is-business kind of fashion; this is not an off-the-cuff query or network bungle.]
While the good king is abroad on political business, I would like to bring to attention a happening that may be of value to some -- by which I mean to speak to those of the more skeptical variety, such as myself.
It is wise to test and doubt, especially when details are given only second- and third-hand, yes? That is wisdom that has done me quite well over my years, and it goes to follow here, as well. With that said, after a frank meeting with the aforementioned king, I have been elected to a new role on behalf of this wayward, fluctuating community.
[she pauses briefly, going over what she's rehearsed one last, quick time before speaking once more.]
I have been granted the means to witness the calamity affecting our worlds firsthand. It is neither simple, nor sustainable for much longer than a day at a time, and it is certainly not safe. It is, however...real. It can be seen and felt with your own senses.
With that being said, I am now the acting ambassador for this particular issue -- that is, the matter of providing the tactile proof of the king's claims of our shared plight. May it serve as assurance...and, perhaps, to those with the knowhow with multi-planar disasters, some insight on how to better mitigate this and even resolve it outright.
Others shall be given this task in the future, as they are deemed fit and worthy. For now... [exhale. she lifts her chin a bit higher.]
If you wish to see it, you will speak to me. And we will see about getting there so you may become one of many witnesses...and may this reminder continue to linger, as...distractions crop up and throw you off-balance.
[a beat.]
Hailing me from this device, under this handle, is acceptable. Encountering me within the confines of Camelot, too, will suffice. Know that I cannot accommodate every single person at once, for the strain is...substantial, and the destination a risk in of itself. I must be discerning in who I can ferry, you understand.
With that said... Any questions?
[Cecelia is seated facing the camera, within one of those ever-so-similar rooms folks have been initially shacked up in, neither a dirt-covered ballgown disaster nor a puffed-up and pissed-off masquerader. still, she sits in a bit of a regal, this-is-business kind of fashion; this is not an off-the-cuff query or network bungle.]
While the good king is abroad on political business, I would like to bring to attention a happening that may be of value to some -- by which I mean to speak to those of the more skeptical variety, such as myself.
It is wise to test and doubt, especially when details are given only second- and third-hand, yes? That is wisdom that has done me quite well over my years, and it goes to follow here, as well. With that said, after a frank meeting with the aforementioned king, I have been elected to a new role on behalf of this wayward, fluctuating community.
[she pauses briefly, going over what she's rehearsed one last, quick time before speaking once more.]
I have been granted the means to witness the calamity affecting our worlds firsthand. It is neither simple, nor sustainable for much longer than a day at a time, and it is certainly not safe. It is, however...real. It can be seen and felt with your own senses.
With that being said, I am now the acting ambassador for this particular issue -- that is, the matter of providing the tactile proof of the king's claims of our shared plight. May it serve as assurance...and, perhaps, to those with the knowhow with multi-planar disasters, some insight on how to better mitigate this and even resolve it outright.
Others shall be given this task in the future, as they are deemed fit and worthy. For now... [exhale. she lifts her chin a bit higher.]
If you wish to see it, you will speak to me. And we will see about getting there so you may become one of many witnesses...and may this reminder continue to linger, as...distractions crop up and throw you off-balance.
[a beat.]
Hailing me from this device, under this handle, is acceptable. Encountering me within the confines of Camelot, too, will suffice. Know that I cannot accommodate every single person at once, for the strain is...substantial, and the destination a risk in of itself. I must be discerning in who I can ferry, you understand.
With that said... Any questions?
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[ Luke fell quiet a moment, a pained look coming to his face, before he added quietly: ]
I need to see it.
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[ He bit his lip, looking uncertain for a moment, before he let out a breath, his shoulders slumping. ]
I gave everything to save my home from evil, and I succeeded before ending up here at a very high cost. I need to know that won't be for nothing, because of forces beyond my control.
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The calamity is in stasis, Luke. Destruction, however grand the scope, is unable to proceed, and may very well not unless we fail to find a resolution to halting it. And the tears that can be seen... [she pauses in thought.] ...I highly doubt you will see any inkling of your home out in that expanse.
This is not to dishearten you, but simply to set your expectations properly, as your heart seems very keen to affix to some certainty you assume you can ascertain.
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I still want to see what it is. Just knowing it as some kind of 'calamity' doesn't feel like enough.
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[a beat.]
I cannot oblige you right away, as several have already stepped forward with the same request. When time and strength will allow, however...
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I'll wait for your call.
Thank you, Cecelia.
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I'll do my best.
[ And don't think he missed that she didn't get upset about him using her first name. ]
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