Blue moon Anne wasn't so sure this wasn't just some dream, brought on by perhaps the same madness that took her father, or perhaps the strain of her marriage to Henry. To find herself in a dome under the sea, the room and home provided for her-to say nothing of the people being 'held' with her or the items provided. The woman who spoke to her had no reason to lie; she was a stranger and Anne could think of no political, or even joking, reason for her to lie. The English seemed to love their jokes, but even for a joke this was too elaborate.
A part of her wished to remain in her quarters, unsure how she might deal with crowds in her current mood. The other part, still not sure about meeting people, was too curious for her own good, and did wish to explore the Domes inspite of her better judgement.
The dark cloak she wore covered the rich, cloth gold of her gown, in a way she hoped would not attract attention to herself or that she was traveling without a guard or escort. She wasn't hungry, everything was still too strange and she felt too strained to eat anything. Instead, she hovers near the bonfires, listening for the stories, while wondering where the strange, haunting music was coming from.
Network [The feed shows a woman dressed in a heavily embroidered cloth of gold gown, her brown hair pinned and fitted with a gold headdress. Her expression is confused and doubtful and when she speaks, her german accent is all too clear.]
Ah..good greetings..is this truly a means of sending messages and communications? I have been tricked before and I do not appreciate a second time.
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Anne of Cleves | The Tudors
Anne wasn't so sure this wasn't just some dream, brought on by perhaps the same madness that took her father, or perhaps the strain of her marriage to Henry. To find herself in a dome under the sea, the room and home provided for her-to say nothing of the people being 'held' with her or the items provided. The woman who spoke to her had no reason to lie; she was a stranger and Anne could think of no political, or even joking, reason for her to lie. The English seemed to love their jokes, but even for a joke this was too elaborate.
A part of her wished to remain in her quarters, unsure how she might deal with crowds in her current mood. The other part, still not sure about meeting people, was too curious for her own good, and did wish to explore the Domes inspite of her better judgement.
The dark cloak she wore covered the rich, cloth gold of her gown, in a way she hoped would not attract attention to herself or that she was traveling without a guard or escort. She wasn't hungry, everything was still too strange and she felt too strained to eat anything. Instead, she hovers near the bonfires, listening for the stories, while wondering where the strange, haunting music was coming from.
Network
[The feed shows a woman dressed in a heavily embroidered cloth of gold gown, her brown hair pinned and fitted with a gold headdress. Her expression is confused and doubtful and when she speaks, her german accent is all too clear.]
Ah..good greetings..is this truly a means of sending messages and communications? I have been tricked before and I do not appreciate a second time.
Wildcard
Have another start idea? Hit me up on plurk at Rschwartz501 or discord at Rschwartz501#6755