synanthrope: (Satya Daphne - afraid)
Saya Daphne Wallace ([personal profile] synanthrope) wrote2011-03-12 04:36 pm

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[The camera shows a little girl with black hair and brown eyes - she looks eight or nine.]

Nanny....nanny! Onda fya ondjala!

[There's a pause here]

Tate?

[Another pause, as she considers. She looks like she's thought of something, though!]

Haai? Ek is verlore...ek het honger, ek soek na nanny...

[She pauses again, and speaks once more. Her accent is clipped and clearly a mix of South African and Namibian, pointed and almost Dutch and English mixed with a little bit of German thrown in: much stronger than Saya's adult accent]

Hello? I'm looking for my vade-my father, and I'm very hungry. I think my nanny lost me. Please, someone, understand English, my German is not very good. My name is Satya Daphne. My father works at the American Embassy. I'm not sure how I got here.

[And yet another pause, but she has to do this, she's looking slightly more unsure now]

Entschuldigung, Ich heisse Satya Daphne....

[But before she can finish, the video stops]

[ooc: She's speaking Oshiwambo, Afrikaans, and German, in that order. I don't speak any of these languages, so I apologize for any butchery! replies from [livejournal.com profile] prewoven]

[identity profile] threadthefire.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Then I think I know where you are. If you don't mind, I'd like to come check on you?

[identity profile] prewoven.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Will you bring something to eat?

[identity profile] threadthefire.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Certainly, what would you like?

[identity profile] prewoven.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
Not porridge.

[Pause]

Please.

[identity profile] threadthefire.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
How do you feel about waffles, fruit and juice?

[identity profile] threadthefire.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
Alright, give me some time and I'll have it to you shortly.

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[identity profile] threadthefire.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
I'll be there soon, then.

[Twenty minutes later, there's a few short knocks on the door.]

Miss Satya? It's Cinna, I have your breakfast.

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[identity profile] prewoven.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
[The door opens a moment later, and she looks up at him. Her eyes are huge]

Hullo, Mr. Cinna.

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[identity profile] threadthefire.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
It's just Cinna, dear.

[He smiles down at her. She looks quite... innocent and young. Juggling the bags of food, he enters the room.]

And here's your breakfast.

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[identity profile] prewoven.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[She opens the door into one of the enormous warehouse spaces, not one of the living spaces]

Tangi unene- oh, I mean, thank you very much.

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[identity profile] threadthefire.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
You're very welcome. Now, how about we find a kitchen or a dining room that we can eat in?

[He starts heading in the direction of what he hopes are the loving spaces. He's only really familiar with the space he rents from Saya, and isn't one hundred percent certain that he's going the right way.]

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[identity profile] prewoven.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
[She follows him, because he seems nice and sane and he's the only person who's really spoken to her]

You don't have a proper accent, where are you from? America?

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[identity profile] threadthefire.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
My country of origin is called Panem, but I've been told its the same place.

[He gives her what he hopes is a reassuring smile.]

This is a very strange City, Miss. You'll find that somethings that you would find familiar, are fantastic. And those things that you would find fantastic are mundane to some of the residents.

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[identity profile] prewoven.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
You don't have to call me Miss.

Once I saw a lion. It was in the wild, too! [She slips into excited Oshiwambo, for a moment, then pauses] My father took me on a safari I thought that was rather fantastic.

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[identity profile] threadthefire.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
They have lions in the zoo here. Dinosaurs as well. [He looks at her a little strangely for a moment.] What language was that?

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[identity profile] prewoven.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
Dinosaurs died a long time ago. I learned that in school.

[She opens the door to a dining room and cries in victory before she remembers she's in a conversation]

Oshikwayama.

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[identity profile] threadthefire.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Cinna laughs a little at the cheer, it's so gleeful and child-like.]

And who speaks that where?

[Heading to the table, he starts to set out a small fruit tray, two containers of piping hot waffles, some containers of syrup and a bottle of juice.]

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[identity profile] prewoven.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
In Namibia. My nanny speaks it to me.

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[identity profile] threadthefire.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
Namibia. [The word is foreign to him but he smiles all the same.]

Where is that in the world, do you know? And see if you can find some utensils. I may as well join you before I have to leave.

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[identity profile] prewoven.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
It's in Southern Africa, of course.

[She digs about, and finally finds forks and knives]

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[identity profile] threadthefire.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Nodding as if he understands perfectly, Cinna sets the table as best he can.]

Sounds nice. Do you like orange juice, it was all they had at the market I stopped at.

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[identity profile] prewoven.livejournal.com 2011-03-13 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, I'll drink it, thank you. Auntie always has some.

[She finds two glasses and offers Cinna one]

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