deux { vidéo } i had enough electricity in my booty to jump-start the whole of new york city.

[conducive]

[ instead of stuck behind her desk, rosie is apparently perched on a bench in a park in de chima. it's not storming so badly at the moment, but the video feed keeps getting a little static interference because of the woman holding it. she smiles serenely at the screen, instead of her usual bouncy cheer.

her voice seems more fluid, the words seeming to come easily. if anyone is using their communicators translation thingy they might notice that it's because she's speaking french. and if they're not, well, then they will realize she's speaking french because they can hear her...

speaking french. ]

Hello, my friends.

The weather here has been... violent as of late, but I wish to assure you that if you feel in danger, you need only come to see me. The lightning does not hurt me. [ to punctuate this point, lighting crackles in her palm, and the video feed has a little seizure like wow can you please not? ] In fact, it is singularly attracted to me. Surely, so I can protect you all.

Au revoir.

[ so that's weird. SOMETHING IS HAPPENING. ]

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voice;

[slightlyoffchilt]

I've noticed the peculiar weather, too.

[Thank goodness for communicator translators. His French is not quite conversational.]

But, ah, might I ask why the lightning is, as you say, attracted to you? Wouldn't that be a good reason to keep distance?

voice; → forever

[conducive]

[ you need to get on this french train, chilton. this woman loves wine more than you do. FOR THE RECORD. ]

Oh, no. It will strike me, unerringly, so my people in the surrounding areas would be safe.

[ so please. ]

Tell me, sir, who are you?

[slightlyoffchilt]

I'm Doctor Chilton. [And caught just the day before his own incoming lightning strike. He might think back to this moment and wonder if she had infected him somehow.] Pleasure.

[He shifts a moment -- she is quite pretty. And if only he knew about her superior wine affinity! He could find some elegant common ground! Instead he says this:]

That would make you an insulated lightning rod, in a way? That must get tiresome.

[conducive]

It's usually not so bad, lightning strikes are still rare.

[slightlyoffchilt]

This must be rather refreshing for you, then. A sound reason to exhibit your ability.

video;

[brushoff]

[ Dorian just peers at the camera like what. Because despite the fact that he's only met Rosie in person a couple of times, she seems...weirdly calm. ]

If it's attracted to you, perhaps you shouldn't use communicators while this is happening? Or any electronics, for that matter.

video; → forever

[conducive]

[ oh hello attractive man. but she just looks at him like... why would i???? ]

How else am I to address my people?

permavid as well

[brushoff]

Your people? I'm afraid I don't understand.

[conducive]

[ her mouth turns down in a pout. oh huff, if only they could remember. it would make it so much easier. but no mind, she didn't become queen for nothing. she can handle this. she peers at the name on the communicator before she straightens her shoulders imperiously. ]

The dear people of this realm, dear Lord Grey, are the displaced people of my world. They've simply forgotten. Due to some irregularity in the fabric of space and time, I suspect. Even you have forgotten the Great and Compassionate Asteroid Queen Benezalie.

[ she preens like a tiny space peacock. that's her, yo. ]

[brushoff]

[ Great and Compassionate Asteroid Queen who now? Dorian...is going to play along for right now because what the fuck.

except then he gets distracted because wait now, he's a lord??? ]

Lord Grey, hmm? Better than 'Earl,' I suppose.

[conducive]

[ /stares. she doesn't get your earth humor. but whatever, he's mildly attractive, this is why she made him a lord.

she's a very shallow queen. ]

Could try for King if you're up for it. [ :D even when she doesn't know who she is... rosie. ] But I'm looking for my Prophet, have you seen him?

[brushoff]

I'm always up for it. [ the more things change... ] Haven't seen your Prophet though. What's he look like?

[conducive]

[ ...um. ]

Prophet...y.

[ oh just shoot her now. ]

[brushoff]

How helpful. [ it isn't. ]

[conducive]

[ her face scrunches up. ]

Perhaps you could assist me in finding him?

[brushoff]

That depends on what exactly you want me to do, I suppose.

text;

[altercate]

If you're drawing the lightening in wouldn't that just increase our chances of getting hit?

video on this end; → forever

[conducive]

No, it would simply hit me instead.

[ she's like 87% sure that's how this works, ok? ]

VOICE.

[enabeled]

So surely you can.

[ Are you his Queen? ]

But are you well? Have your travels found you in good health?

VIDEO over here. → forever

[conducive]

[ SHE FUCKING IS. and she lights up at being recognized. ofc she's being recognized, how else would he know to ask about her travels. oh bless. ]

Not at all! My poor beloved people are yet unaware of their home.

[ and their queen. pout. ]

[enabeled]

I have been trying to spread the word of your compassionate reign, my Queen. They are stubborn, here on Earth.

[ His voice is both calm but apologetic at the same time. ]

[conducive]

[ OMG HE KNOWS HER IT'S A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE THAT MUST MEAN ]

Are you the Prophet? I've been looking for you for ages.

[ or, like, a day. but that's a really long time!!! /WHINES. ]

[enabeled]

I am he. You're looking radiant as ever, my Queen. The sun itself couldn't compete.

[ So loyal! Ever so loyal! ]

Have you had much success, in my absence?

text;

[onhold]

( Communicator ID reads 'Blue Rose'. )

so that's your power, huh.

video on this end; → forever

[conducive]

It is, I pull the electricity of this world toward my being.

permtext;

[onhold]

can you generate it as well?
or is it just an attraction thing?

video.

[standardization]

Rosie ... wouldn't it be better if we were to avoid you? [She says it slowly, as if she's missed something. It's possible she has.]

video. → forever

[conducive]

[ she blinks at the screen, squinting slightly. ]

Who... is this Rosie, you speak of? I'm the Great and Compassionate Asteroid Queen Benezalie.

[ idk benny for short. squinting intensifies, sadly, however, mouth twisting down into a pout. ]

Have you forgotten me, as well, my little space lamb?

[standardization]

I'm not your ... lamb.

[The statement comes out with a mixture of "what the hell" and disgust in her tone. Seriously? But her mind does think back to what happened with the other people.]

Who do you think I am?

[conducive]

[ rosie makes a face, but it's brief and slips back into demure patience. ]

This device says Asami. I am the Great and Compassionate Asteroid Queen Benezalie. I can only assume you are one of the citizens of my realm, thought I don't think we've met. You needn't worry, I'll be sure to extend an invitation to the next state dinner once we've gone home.

[ dinner party! ]

[standardization]

You realize that's ... not what your device says, right? That said, I'm not from your realm, sorry.

[conducive]

Well of course, you've all forgotten. I need to find our Prophet, he'll fix this.

[standardization]

Your Prophet? I don't know if he'll even be here.

[conducive]

Of course he's here, all my people are here. [ snippy lil' queen, she is, but she tries to rein it in and be patient. she's the great and compassionate queen, after all. surely that name came from somewhere. ] They just don't remember.

[standardization]

I think it'd be a little hard for them to pull off such widespread amnesia.

[conducive]

[ tut. ] Earth isn't incredibly advanced, it wouldn't be terribly hard.

[standardization]

As one of ... your engineers. [She thinks quickly.] I must be one, as that's what I am. How would I pull that off?