[a distinct thunk as the communicator falls and turns on by accident--Tarrant's distinct orange shoes wander past the camera, muttering lightly--there's another muted thump as he knocks over a few tall reams of cloth]

--oh--Dear--hmn--

[he turns--feathers, beads and other such things tumble to the ground and roll past the camera]

Slurkim skirmish-- ( Read more... )