｢ first | voice ｣
[ When the VOICE feed crackles to life, the background is instantly flooded with the sound of drizziling rain drumming down against an umbrella -- it's a soft sound, soothing, and it only adds to the calm lull of the voice that begins to speak: ]
My, my. Unfortunately, it seems as if I've been overestimated. Science isn't my forte, and I never was interested in playing the part of the doctor or the hero. [ There's a low hum, a sound that's almost amused. ] Still, it seems as if the situation is inescapable for the time being, doesn't it? So, since I can't be the only unqualified person swept into this place, I was wondering if its residents might entertain a simple question --
What have you been doing to help find a cure? Perhaps I'll find a little inspiration.
[ And for this final part of his message, Seimei switches to the VIDEO function -- he's already decided that it falls neatly within his plan to contact Ritsuka within the confines of Ceriu; if he's missing the components and the players that he'd gathered back home, then he'll simply make do with a little personal intervention. So, there's a moment of haze as the camera focuses, and the the eldest Aoyagi is smiling serenely down at the NEXUS cradled in his fingers. The backdrop of his umbrella obscures most of the greenery around him, but it should be more than evident that he's in the courtyard -- were he outside, the bits of landscape peeking around his umbrella would be the skeletal remains of a city and not the lush green of Ceriu's artificial gardens. ]
Ritsuka. Are you here?
Come find me. [ It's not so much a command as a challenge -- are you ready? ] I'll be waiting.
[ A soft click, and the feed fades to black. ]
My, my. Unfortunately, it seems as if I've been overestimated. Science isn't my forte, and I never was interested in playing the part of the doctor or the hero. [ There's a low hum, a sound that's almost amused. ] Still, it seems as if the situation is inescapable for the time being, doesn't it? So, since I can't be the only unqualified person swept into this place, I was wondering if its residents might entertain a simple question --
What have you been doing to help find a cure? Perhaps I'll find a little inspiration.
[ And for this final part of his message, Seimei switches to the VIDEO function -- he's already decided that it falls neatly within his plan to contact Ritsuka within the confines of Ceriu; if he's missing the components and the players that he'd gathered back home, then he'll simply make do with a little personal intervention. So, there's a moment of haze as the camera focuses, and the the eldest Aoyagi is smiling serenely down at the NEXUS cradled in his fingers. The backdrop of his umbrella obscures most of the greenery around him, but it should be more than evident that he's in the courtyard -- were he outside, the bits of landscape peeking around his umbrella would be the skeletal remains of a city and not the lush green of Ceriu's artificial gardens. ]
Ritsuka. Are you here?
Come find me. [ It's not so much a command as a challenge -- are you ready? ] I'll be waiting.
[ A soft click, and the feed fades to black. ]