Oct 16, 2010 15:41
[ the feed opens abruptly, as though the pokegear was dropped from a high place. from its awkward angle, the camera has a view of future luke standing quite still on what appears to be a bridge, taking a break from his previous training. it's the bridge in violet, to be exact--the one that overlooks the water. his face is unreadable, eyebrows furrowed as he trains his gaze into the distance. his sneasel is perched on the railing of the bridge, eating some sort of berry. there is a long, drawn out silence. ]
This water is much clearer than the Thames'. [ he looks to the sky now, mouth hardening into a thin smile. ] Don't you think so...Alice?
[ the sneasel makes a short 'snea?' of inquiry, and the young man laughs lightly. ] I apologise. Of course you wouldn't know. I sometimes can't believe that I'm in a different world entirely.
[ another pause, until finally luke dares to glance downward, finding the pokegear. his face lights up in mild surprise as he reaches down toward it. ] ...?
[ the feed cuts out. ]
*luke triton,
- route_29,
straight up angst,
- ic,
*shelly de killer,
*heather mason,
sneasel is my only friend,
*remi altava,
london just kind of sucks