Zwei | Mixed | Discedo
((Audio ; German))
Hallo, I'm curious if there are any German, Austrian, or Hungarian citizens--outside of Hungary herself--in the area. This is more or less for personal reference. My name is Ludwig, also known as Germany. You probably know me if you're of earth origin.
((VIDEO ; ACTION))
((for those of you in the area of Marshal street, a strange yet... pleasant wafting of something baking has been filling the evening air. It has a sweet aroma, like the baking of bread. And in fact...
If you happen to not be so close to the area, there is definitely a video of a German leaning over a campfire--or is he? His expression has a warm glow, but the spit and dance of flames seem to be amiss. Odd, really, it seems since his arrival, the German has almost disappeared from the network, making only know his second appearance.
He glances at the communicator shortly.)) Die Zeit ist um, oder? Hmm..
((He leans out of view, giving his audience a butt shot NO THIS ISN'T THE BEST PART. He returns again, and in the communicator's view is a hot out of the oven bread tray, spotted with small rolls. He sets it down, and sticks his hands out.))
I might as well make use of the warmth 'til it cools. ....I need a beer. ((The feed stays like this, Germany shifting every so often, until it finally times out automatically.))
Hallo, I'm curious if there are any German, Austrian, or Hungarian citizens--outside of Hungary herself--in the area. This is more or less for personal reference. My name is Ludwig, also known as Germany. You probably know me if you're of earth origin.
((VIDEO ; ACTION))
((for those of you in the area of Marshal street, a strange yet... pleasant wafting of something baking has been filling the evening air. It has a sweet aroma, like the baking of bread. And in fact...
If you happen to not be so close to the area, there is definitely a video of a German leaning over a campfire--or is he? His expression has a warm glow, but the spit and dance of flames seem to be amiss. Odd, really, it seems since his arrival, the German has almost disappeared from the network, making only know his second appearance.
He glances at the communicator shortly.)) Die Zeit ist um, oder? Hmm..
((He leans out of view, giving his audience a butt shot NO THIS ISN'T THE BEST PART. He returns again, and in the communicator's view is a hot out of the oven bread tray, spotted with small rolls. He sets it down, and sticks his hands out.))
I might as well make use of the warmth 'til it cools. ....I need a beer. ((The feed stays like this, Germany shifting every so often, until it finally times out automatically.))