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taxonomites2010-09-23 04:09 pm
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015: ... As a Bird on a Big TV [Accidental Visual / Location: Wolfram and Hart]
As Spike had shown her a few days ago, Angel's office - as quiet and neglected as it was in Taxon - had a telly. The forest didn't. Oh, the forest was beautiful, yes, but it didn't have a telly.
Miss Edith had been missing the telly.
Drusilla sat on the floor of the office with her legs crossed and her doll in her lap, watching the screen with unblinking eyes. At first, it hadn't seemed as if there was much on. There never was, in Taxon. But then she'd found something wonderful. Not just because of the pretty colours, although they were terribly pretty, but because the strange, discordant voices that floated from the screen spoke to her. Really spoke to her.
They were quite mad, those little monsters. If only they'd been able to hear her replies!
As a new episode began, Drusilla - who had already watched half a dozen, drinking the odd images in like warm milk - hummed along to the theme tune. (So did Miss Edith, even if the tablet - watching Drusilla watching Floop - couldn't pick up her tiny - tiny, but sweet as sugar - little voice.)
OOC: Again, backdated to a few days before the end of Glitch's glitch. This is all Keri's fault and I've finished spamming the community now, I swear.
Miss Edith had been missing the telly.
Drusilla sat on the floor of the office with her legs crossed and her doll in her lap, watching the screen with unblinking eyes. At first, it hadn't seemed as if there was much on. There never was, in Taxon. But then she'd found something wonderful. Not just because of the pretty colours, although they were terribly pretty, but because the strange, discordant voices that floated from the screen spoke to her. Really spoke to her.
They were quite mad, those little monsters. If only they'd been able to hear her replies!
As a new episode began, Drusilla - who had already watched half a dozen, drinking the odd images in like warm milk - hummed along to the theme tune. (So did Miss Edith, even if the tablet - watching Drusilla watching Floop - couldn't pick up her tiny - tiny, but sweet as sugar - little voice.)
OOC: Again, backdated to a few days before the end of Glitch's glitch. This is all Keri's fault and I've finished spamming the community now, I swear.
[Visual]
"Would you like to watch it with me?"
She remembered sitting in the living room with Dawn and Joyce and popcorn, pretending that she had a family. It had been the best sort of game.
[ voice ]
Seriously, what is my life.
[ now, louder ]
I'm going to skip it. Why are you watching TV? And why are you watching TV in... is that Angel's office?
[Visual]
"I don't have a telly. I borrowed the Angel Beast's."