IC Voicemail

[everysecond]

...Wait so I'm supposed to do what with this?

I guess I leave a message.

Hey, this is Rileyable Riley. Leave a message.

So does that work?




[ooc: Leave a message for her!]

Comments

voice. wow

[impeaches]

... Hah.

[ He shakes his head, biting back his laugh. ]

I've an invitation for you.

voice.

[everysecond]

It's either a wedding invitation or my coronation day.

My money is on the wedding though.

voice.

[impeaches]

As perceptive as ever.

voice.

[everysecond]

I'll totally be there, Papa. It'd be lame if I didn't.

voice.

[impeaches]

Good. You can hold Loras' flowers.

voice.

[everysecond]

Soooo...how do weddings work? I've only read about 'em in books.

You know because most people don't do the marriage thing in my world anymore.

[She really is just kind of...curious. Oh!]

Oh and I'll totally hold his flowers.

voice.

[impeaches]

I imagine weddings are different in my world to yours either way, Riley. In mine the husband gives his bride his cloak - Loras and I intend to exchange ours - to symbolise the protection he will offer her, both from himself and his House. Then our hands are bound with silk and we say vows promising each other to one another.

[ He hums, shaking his head to himself. ]

Far from complex.

voice.

[everysecond]

[She's quiet for a bit then you can hear the smile in her voice.]

I like that. It's really cool. It's really poetic and romantic and stuff.

voice.

[impeaches]

I would like to think so. I always hoped for a rather lovely wedding - my first was rather unfortunate for both myself and my bride.

voice.

[everysecond]

Then we'll just make this one awesome. You guys deserve it.

voice.

[impeaches]

... Thank you.

voice.

[everysecond]

No problem.

Alright, I guess this means I should find something nice to wear since I...um...don't have shit.

voice.

[impeaches]

Leave that to me. I'll find you something suitable.

voice.

[everysecond]

[Please not a dress or a skirt. Please not a dress or a skirt.]

You don't mind, Papa?

voice.

[impeaches]

I have a particular... Fondness for clothing. I assure you, it's no trouble.

voice.

[everysecond]

Well then thanks. I bet I'll look great. Haven't had anyone dress me since...

[She trails off because thinking about her parents is just...really hard.]

It's been a long time.

voice.

[impeaches]

... I understand. Tell me what colours and styles you prefer and I will have it made, Riley. I promise you will enjoy what you're given.

voice.

[everysecond]

Uh...Blue I guess? And would you kill me if I said I wanted to wear pants?

voice.

[impeaches]

No, I wouldn't kill you. That's rather extreme, isn't it?

voice.

[everysecond]

[She bursts out laughing.]

No, no. I mean, you wouldn't be annoyed with me or disgusted or whatever.

voice.

[impeaches]

Ah. No, hardly. If you wish to wear breeches then breeches you shall have.

voice.

[everysecond]

Seriously? Fuck, you're the best!

voice.

[impeaches]

I will not have my 'daughter' despairing at my wedding for something as petty as a set of trousers.

voice.

[everysecond]

Well, I would have put up with it and found someway to enjoy it. But if I can wear what I want then that's fucking awesome.

[She's really excited about this.]

When's the wedding?

voice.

[impeaches]

Soon, I think. Loras and I still need to plan a little, the both of us. But sooner.