001; || video || standing still when the world falls apart
[ The words were clipped and short. Just a video call where she doesn't seem to be paying attention and seems to have hit some kind of button. ]
Have a purpose in your staring or get out of my way.
[ The words are barked out with no small amount of frustration. She walks and there is the sound of metal clanking. She sighed, still evidently irritated. ] I'm back to this wretched place. [ frown, she's trying to remember through a great deal of time... ] Fifteen years and a war and I can barely remember thing... How do I work this contraption... [ she hits a button and the video function flares into life. There's one Elizabeth, but there is no longer a young woman. There is a fierce scowl on her face, time etched into her skin in a million signs of worry and stress and fatigue. She's barely slept, barely ate. What little she had of either had not been sufficient and it shows. She's bone wary but forcing herself to stand still. The sun shines brightly on her silver plate that covers her chest and shoulders. Dirt stained into her white dress underneath. ]
There we have it. [ she looks away and then back again, with still no hint of mirth. ] Ah, yes, Masters Winchester and Winchester, the Prince David, Lady Kyle, Lord Stark or Captain Kirk. Do they still attend? If so, I want to know where they are. [ beat. ] And if they gutted the bastards that cut myself a head shorter yet.
[ She smiles and it's a brief flash of teeth that is no where near nice. ] I am glad to see things didn't completely fall apart in my absence. If you see any of those mentioned tell them -- [ she straightens, shoulders shifting back. ] -- that Her Majesty, the Queen of England expects their attendance immediately.