verse two is video(/voluntary action)

[allsongs]

Welcome to Exsilium. There is much to discuss.

[recognize those words in that voice? Simmaeri's kind of an A+ mimic. she get your attention with that one? she likes to think so. we'll find out anyway.]

Discuss is to make understand, yes? [as far as she knows. the raised eyebrows seem to imply a need for confirmation. no rhetorical questions here!] I want a discuss. You help. There is much words to discuss.

[she leans forward a little, lifting her hands from her lap.] You speak words for you. Words for...[fingers settle near her collarbone; her eyebrows knit. she takes on a pained tone.] Why. I see...[her hand lifts, tracing from her temple down to her jaw, wearing a hurt expression.] No good face. I hear no good words. Much, no good.

[the next words she says are untranslatable, but laced with the desire to be understood:]

What causes you unhappiness here?


[OH RIGHT THE VOLUNTARY ACTION:

because where is this girl broadcasting from?

one of the stairwells at the apartment building, between the first and second floor. why not? who stays in their rooms, anyway?

feel free to not like. step on her computer on your way up/down the stairs.]

Comments

[allsongs]

[hmm.]

For family?

[peaceinchaos]

Yes. [ She debates how much she should say. ] My father and sister are here, but. Some of the people closest to my heart are not here and I miss them very much.

[allsongs]

[father and sister do not click, but something else does. it fits in well with what's she's recently learned.

her hand settles over her heart.]

Sadness...a wound of the heart.

[peaceinchaos]

[ She offers a small, sad smile. ]

Yes, exactly so.

[allsongs]

[she exchanges the expression, though with a shade of gratitude. good.]

I understand. Thank you.

[peaceinchaos]

You're welcome.

[allsongs]

Who are you?

[peaceinchaos]

My name is Wanda. What's yours?