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006. video/action for the grounds of Sigyn. (MUSICAL EVENT)
[Fluttershy has been hovering around outside for most of the afternoon, tending to the plants and trying to help them rise up and grow. Her heart is filled with song and she's been humming and fluttering about on her tiptoes, as usual. Anyone watching or listening in will hear her voice rise up softly to this tune.
She seems to be exercising her power on some of the budding plants, helping them bloom as she touches and sings to them, softly and almost hauntingly. Her tone is full and very different from her usual speaking voice--
Let's listen...]
Come to my garden... Nestled in the hills~ [Smiling gently, her hand waves around the bud of a pale-colored flower and it opens slowly.] There, I will keep you safe beside me.
[Her hand floats down the line of flowers as she steps away and goes to some more, allowing them to open.]
Come to my garden~ Rest there in my arms... [She leans over a small hedge, one leg extended out behind her while she balances on the ball of the other foot.] There, I will see you, safely grown and on your way...
[Swinging the back leg forward again, she switches her balance to that one, alternating between as she twirls along the walkway into the grass on the other side and under a tree, where she brings her arms around grandly.]
Stay there in the garden~ [Reaching to gently cup a flower on the tree.] Where love grows wild and free~
Come to my garden, sweet child--
[It blooms in her hand and she lets it go, fondly fluttering until she reaches the walkway again. She stops and her hands float in the air and her eyes widen as if she's distracted by something in the distance.]
Come, come to me...
[OoC; HEY I'M NOT DEAD. If you would like for me to hit up backtags, let me know! And this has been a presentation of Don't Let Theatre People Write Posts.]
She seems to be exercising her power on some of the budding plants, helping them bloom as she touches and sings to them, softly and almost hauntingly. Her tone is full and very different from her usual speaking voice--
Let's listen...]
Come to my garden... Nestled in the hills~ [Smiling gently, her hand waves around the bud of a pale-colored flower and it opens slowly.] There, I will keep you safe beside me.
[Her hand floats down the line of flowers as she steps away and goes to some more, allowing them to open.]
Come to my garden~ Rest there in my arms... [She leans over a small hedge, one leg extended out behind her while she balances on the ball of the other foot.] There, I will see you, safely grown and on your way...
[Swinging the back leg forward again, she switches her balance to that one, alternating between as she twirls along the walkway into the grass on the other side and under a tree, where she brings her arms around grandly.]
Stay there in the garden~ [Reaching to gently cup a flower on the tree.] Where love grows wild and free~
Come to my garden, sweet child--
[It blooms in her hand and she lets it go, fondly fluttering until she reaches the walkway again. She stops and her hands float in the air and her eyes widen as if she's distracted by something in the distance.]
Come, come to me...
[OoC; HEY I'M NOT DEAD. If you would like for me to hit up backtags, let me know! And this has been a presentation of Don't Let Theatre People Write Posts.]