[Hetepheres glances aside at a technician (who happens to be a 1 meter long scarab), who turns on the music. She waits a few seconds for the right moment i deep focus, then spreads her hands and starts to sing.
And there it begins. It's not that she doesn't put any passion into her performance - quite the opposite, in fact. But there is a reason Brunhilde's part was written for a soprano: because when a low-voiced bug alien starts to loudly call out in a weird language that souds suspiciously like someone added actual vowels and consonants to insect clicking, it sounds terrifying as balls. It's like a call to war from an angry goddess.
Considering that she's playing a valkyrie, perhaps it's appropriate.]
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And there it begins. It's not that she doesn't put any passion into her performance - quite the opposite, in fact. But there is a reason Brunhilde's part was written for a soprano: because when a low-voiced bug alien starts to loudly call out in a weird language that souds suspiciously like someone added actual vowels and consonants to insect clicking, it sounds terrifying as balls. It's like a call to war from an angry goddess.
Considering that she's playing a valkyrie, perhaps it's appropriate.]