[Oh hey look, it's Zuko, now wearing a red t-shirt and black and red swim trunks.]

Hey, Mukuro-- where are you, exactly? I want to return the clothes you lent me. [The only good thing about the manor was that at least there he knew where people were staying.]

Also, uh... Sam? Dean's brother? Could I... talk to you?

[Hello manor, help yourself to the image of a beautiful blue morning sky and some swaying palm trees!]

[Wait, what's that sound? Groaning... Shifting sand... silence...]

...The hell?

[Why, yes, Zuko's picked up a few sayings from being around Dean and Gokudera.]

[There's more muffled cursing and sounds of rummaging around in the sand and then ( Read more... )

[Zuko still doesn't know how to make a call private yet.]

Dean? What's with that video of the guy with the weird skin? You're not hurt, are you?

[It doesn't matter that he's still kinda low on blood and still recovering from his fight with The Killer, Zuko will try to pick a fight if Dean's not okay. He's just stubborn like that.]

( Hi Dean, how are ya? You know, aside from the bloodlust and all. )

[After his fruitless attempts to get past the fourth wall, Zuko's resigned himself to exploring the manor. Of course, the moment he decides to do this, the power goes out. Which is why he's wandering around the first floor of the manor, holding up a flame in the palm of his hand to light the way. He walks into the parlor and pauses to look ( Read more... )

[The Blackberry is apparently recording from the floor, angled up to get a good feed of the edge of the bed. Someone dressed in white climbs off said bed, and a hoarse voice grumbles.]

Hello? Uncle? [More quietly.] What kind of place is this…?

[The person nearly steps on the Blackberry, and leans down, peering at it, giving it a good view of ( Read more... )