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un: xunxian, video, perhaps an hour before the curfew for the night
Good evening, all.
I have a little more information to share about what seems to be happening in the doxe's quarters, though after what has already been spoken off on the network is perhaps going to overshadow it... or, perhaps, not.
This, [ Su Xunxian holds a little a small bird in his palm. It is fairly comfortable there, but also, it is singing, and it sounds somewhat strange, too, ] is a skylark. He should stop singing a little after dusk, normally.
Instead, he is acting like a nightingale. And he is not the only one who seems to be... in the wrong little body. And some of them remained behind.
[ He looks up from the bird to his device. ]
From what I gather, this only happened to birds... while the birds were there. Whether or not it may have happened to people, I do not know.
[ A beat, his finger gently stroking the singing bird. He shouldn't be singing in this season, anyway, but his little everything is too confused not to. ]
Ah, and, my lord, may I attend you later?
[ He would be staying in the palace, so curfew shouldn't be a problem. ]
I have a little more information to share about what seems to be happening in the doxe's quarters, though after what has already been spoken off on the network is perhaps going to overshadow it... or, perhaps, not.
This, [ Su Xunxian holds a little a small bird in his palm. It is fairly comfortable there, but also, it is singing, and it sounds somewhat strange, too, ] is a skylark. He should stop singing a little after dusk, normally.
Instead, he is acting like a nightingale. And he is not the only one who seems to be... in the wrong little body. And some of them remained behind.
[ He looks up from the bird to his device. ]
From what I gather, this only happened to birds... while the birds were there. Whether or not it may have happened to people, I do not know.
[ A beat, his finger gently stroking the singing bird. He shouldn't be singing in this season, anyway, but his little everything is too confused not to. ]
Ah, and, my lord, may I attend you later?
[ He would be staying in the palace, so curfew shouldn't be a problem. ]