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[destructivesong]

[There is a great deal of car horns going off and angry drivers shouting out of their window. Ligeia, not taking the usual root of finding her new home, has gone straight out of the complex and is jumping up and down on the tarmac road outside. She sounds bewildered, excited and annoyed at the same time. Though the latter is not as noticeable

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[voice]

[destructivesong]

[She's not really paying attention, as she is still sat in the middle of the road. You can hear people trying to coax her off the road, though they are obviously being ignored. She sounds whiny.]

Sailors are gone, she weeps. Men and women, too much talking. Ligeia cannot steal their eyes.

[voice]

[destructivesong]

[She's thoroughly bored by this point.] Ligeia will lie and wait for mortals to leave her. So loud, she says.

[lyre_maestro]

Neat...

[video]

[destructivesong]

[Here have images of the angry drivers, though some pedestrians have come over to try and get her off the road. There is talk of calling the police. If Ligeia were not so self-obsessed, maybe she'd recognise the man who out did her. However, at the moment she thinks it best that he sees the abomination that mankind is. You can hear her humming in thought as she goes from face to face. Now there is talk of "loony bins."]

[video]

[lyre_maestro]

[He's just kind of scratching his head.]

[voice] akdsjadsh I'm so sorry about her :/

[destructivesong]

[She's talking more to herself than to Orpheus.] Mortals know not of who they speak to. Ligeia will scratch out their eyes, they dare to look upon a Siren without fear.

[voice]

[yourinadequacy]

[delighted by the appearance of a siren, Megaera's laughter is nothing short of devious, though it is doubtful even she knows why. in the background, people are trying to get her attention but are going thoroughly ignored.]

You're not on your island any more, little songbird~ This one is far more interesting.

[voice]

[destructivesong]

Black sea is solid, she warns, no ships can cross these waters.

[The voices in the background are very distracting.]

Silence, she hushes mortal flesh, the Siren is speaking.

[3shinyobjects]

A Siren! Huh.

[voice]

[destructivesong]

Siren, Siren, no one recognises her, she says. [Whining] Mortals won't leave Ligeia be.

[voice]

[amicablespirit]

Uh-oh, are you lost?

[voice]

[destructivesong]

Yes! Lost, so lost. Rocks and sailors and sisters... Sisters gone.

[She's almost forlorn-]

Gone.

[voice]

[amicablespirit]

Oh! Do you need help?

[voice]

[destructivesong]

Need home.