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PRINCESS ROSELLA ✦ KING'S QUEST
RESIDENCE ✦ Residency
GEMBOND ✦ Amethyst

"Good day to you!"

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voice; un: glint

[lifeafterdeath]

Miss Rosella!

[ It's Glint's voice that comes over the line, stretching out her name so it's more like a sing-song. Rose-elll-aaaah. ]

I wanted to check in with you, considering all these spooky transformations I've been hearing about, and see if you were all right!

[savewell]

Oh, Glint! Yes, just a moment, I hear you! My hands are busy, let me just —

[FABRIC RUSTLES, AGGRESSIVELY. When it eventually ceases, the faint sound of wind blowing over the microphone can be heard.]

There! Did I get it? Hello! Can you hear me?

[lifeafterdeath]

I can hear you, yes! And - are you outside?

[ Curious little Ghost is curious. ]

[savewell]

Why, yes! Oh, I promise I'm being careful, please don't worry! I'm out with my unicorn, is all.

[...]

Well — I suppose it's not so much my unicorn as it is a unicorn that's rather sort of...wound up mine. I haven't any good place to keep it, and I'd feel awful turning it loose with all the monsters about. So I've been making do as best I can while I try to figure something out.

[lifeafterdeath]

You have a UNICORN?

[ Glint absolutely yelled that into the phone. There's a moment where it's quiet and then Glint speaks again, in a much more normal tone of voice. He's still clearly excited. ]

Can I come see it? I can do some research on Unicorn care!!

[savewell]

[He's so enthusiastic, she can't help but giggle, even if the volume of it coming out of the speaker does prompt the unicorn's ears to twitch and flick back, looking for the source of the sound.]

Of course you may! Actually, I have to admit I'd quite welcome the help. I don't know much about how to take care of a unicorn, so I've really just been treating him like a horse and, well, hoping for the best.

[lifeafterdeath]

Well, I know they're historically similar to horses, so that's probably a good place to start! At least in terms of diet. Then again, they are a mystical creature, so they might not eat a normal horse diet...

[ Glint is half mumbling to himself before he perks up in volume again. ]

But, never mind that! Where are you two right now, I'll come say hi!

[savewell]

We're in the park! Er, the one in the Emerald District, that is. Not quite at the forest, but along the lane where people have set up their houses and fields and what have you. It's less bustling than the city and feels more like home.

[For someone's given value of home, anyway.]

There ought to be a way you can find me through this communicator, isn't there? If I hit the proper button? And it'll send you a signal of where I am.

[lifeafterdeath]

There is! Hmm, where was it again?

[ It takes Glint a moment but he gives Rosella the instructions on how to create a location pin. ]

I do know where that is in general, so I'll start heading over!

[ And get Crow to come with him. ]

[savewell]

Yes, good! And I'll be very glad to see you once you're here. Really, you can't miss us, we're...well. A bit of a spectacle, I suppose!

[As one might expect from a big ol' Real Actual Unicorn trotting around with a princess on its back.]

[lifeafterdeath]

[ They are a spectacle, of course. That's Crow's immediate first thought, seeing an Actual Unicorn in the flesh when they arrive to the park. Glint, meanwhile, is absolutely delighted; he's also forced Crow to be the one carrying some hay, carrots, and an apple for the horse.

Crow sighs a little as Glint flies ahead, stopping a moment later as he remembers reading that horses (and he supposes, Unicorns) can be "spooked", spinning his plates again. ]

Hello, Rosella! And hello, unicorn!

[savewell]

Hello, Glint! Good day to you!

[She will probably notice Crow in a minute, but between her vantage point from up atop her unicorn and the fact that Glint is both closer and decidedly more noticeable with his flying around in her immediate vicinity, it might take a minute.

As it is, she waves; the unicorn, otherwise skittish, opts only to eye the new arrivals skeptically, and paws once at the grass.]

Do you suppose it's odd that I haven't named him? It didn't seem proper to, when he's not my unicorn, exactly — well, not in the same way one might own a horse, I suppose.

[lifeafterdeath]

Maybe he already has a name - have you tried asking him?

[ Because at this point a talking unicorn wouldn't be out of the realm of possibility, Glint thinks. He drifts a little closer to Rosella and the unicorn, one ocular looking over the animal. ]

Otherwise, you must have something to call him. Crow named me, after all!

[ From further back, Crow calls: ] And you didn't like Sparky, which was my first choice.