Jul 23, 2011 17:23
[The feed turns on. The red eyed butler stares at the device with mild distaste, before beginning to speak. Though most of the feed shows his face, the top of his white collar can be seen, streaked with something scarlet red.]
Ahh, finally I am able to come out of hiding.
It appears that we have all returned to our respectful ages.
[A moment of hesitation. What would humans normally say at times like these...?] ...All find themselves well? Or are there those who have not returned to...normal?
✗ sebastian michaelis