Roxie shuffles her way up to the stage, fiddling with the microphone to adjust it downwards. For a moment she just looks as disconnected as usual, and then she starts to sing—
"I'm a legionnaire, camel in disrepair, hoping for a frigid air to come passing by... (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eOc1mn-4EzE)"
There is a strange bell-like resonance in her voice—something that catches the ears without disturbing them, immediately distinguishable from the volume of the volume of the instrumental despite her singing almost whisper-quietly. The whole effect is rather... ethereal. Inhuman, in a beautiful way.
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"I'm a legionnaire, camel in disrepair, hoping for a frigid air to come passing by... (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eOc1mn-4EzE)"
There is a strange bell-like resonance in her voice—something that catches the ears without disturbing them, immediately distinguishable from the volume of the volume of the instrumental despite her singing almost whisper-quietly. The whole effect is rather... ethereal. Inhuman, in a beautiful way.