❅ Sixteen (Video)

[stonebird]

(The clack, clack of a teapot hopping across a table will accompany this transmission. Sansa is less frightened and more amused based on her laughter and she ends up lifting the pot and holding it securely in her arms.)

Did you ever imagine your room coming to life as a child? I used to envision my furniture having a mouth, eyes and legs.

(Should she be more frightened of this? Maybe. But it feels so good to laugh and most of her household items are rather...cute. Except for the bigger items. She would rather they not drag themselves from room to room.

In fact, her bed seems to be doing that right now, causing her to look up at the ceiling suspiciously.)

We won't be resting much in this house unless I can convince them to sleep with me.

(The little teapot wiggles free of her and claps its lid as if to say "we've slept enough!".)

Of all the possible fairy-tales, why did the gods choose this one, I wonder?

Network video feed

[soldier_blade]

[A quick look shows that Sonya's quarters seems to have escaped the whole 'island of misfit toys' curse. Much as she should be relieved by this, she seems more despondent and drained then anything.]

Up until this point, I've tried to keep personal history and stories from the network, but..fuck it, not like most of us are sleeping anyway. [There's no music in the background, something that those who know her would find strange. With electricity being in low supply, she's trying to conserve it for necessities only.]

For those who I haven't met, my name's Sonya Blade, Lieutenant colonel in the United States military if it means anything.

Back home, I have a two month old daughter who needs to be fed every few hours, even at night. Nothing I'm not used to, military shifts usually mean short nights anyway, but..I keep waking up out of habit and thinking Cass needs to be fed..or taken care of in some way.

Point being, it feels too damn empty in this place.

Does anyone need a place to wait out whatever's going on? I have enough room for two or three people, so long as one doesn't mind sharing a bed. As far as I know, nothing in my place is alive or moving.