✽Thirteenth Post - Voice✽

[flyingdreams]

[Filtered from Gamzee]
[Mrs. Brisby's post is hesitant and shaky at best. She decides not to go with video, to try and keep her composure, but her voice is very obviously wavering. She's trying to be strong, but it's not easy. With Mother's Day having just passed, she's dwelling on a very difficult subject.]

Are there any other mothers, here? Or even fathers, I suppose.

...How are you coping with not seeing your children?

Comments

[voice]

[vulgarwoman]

A mouse, huh?

[...She doesn't sound very bothered by that.]

I don't think I've met a talking mouse before! Talking cats, dogs and foxes, yeah, but not a mouse. I'm a human myself, I hope you don't mind that.

[voice]

[flyingdreams]

[At this point, she's a little relieved she doesn't have to deal with the shock and awe. It's been a long stay in Vatheon...]

No, of course not. You seem like a charming woman.

[voice]

[vulgarwoman]

That is generally what I go for!

[Except when people are. Y'know. Assholes.]

My name's Bulma, by the way.

[voice]

[flyingdreams]

It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Mrs. Brisby.

[voice]

[vulgarwoman]

Hmm? Just Mrs. Brisby? Would you rather people didn't know your first name around here?

[voice]

[flyingdreams]

Well... I'm simply more used to it, than anything else.

[It's clearly meant to be something more than that.]

[voice]

[vulgarwoman]

You miss him, huh?

[It sounds like a question, but it's really more like a statement.]

[voice]

[flyingdreams]

...Yes... I miss him so much...

[voice]

[vulgarwoman]

Oh...there's nothing wrong with that. Your husband sounds like he was a great guy and there's nothing wrong with wanting to carry on his name, even if it's in a small way.