001 - Video
[the video screen flickers to life revealing only darkness for the moment. There's a lot of fumbling about before suddenly a female London accent filters through the comm]
Wotcher!
Bit dark here, isn't it? Yeah, some light that's what we need. Lumos [light bursts from the tip of what looks to be a wand, illuminating the woman's features, in particular her bubblegum pink hair and the grin she's wearing.] There we go! That's much better, isn't it?
Wow. Isn't this something? Strange, too, mind, considering that the last thing I remember is taking the kids to King's Cross and now suddenly I'm in... America, I think? But, still, this is pretty amazing! Definitely worth a look about!
[she's so busy talking that she doesn't notice the lamp post in her path until she walks straight into it. She takes a few stumbling steps backwards, rubbing her forehead]
Merlin's beard, that hurt. [her collision with the lamp post caused her dogtags to jingle and it's only then does she notice them. As she reads them, her pink hair turns a fiery red; clearly she's annoyed] 'Nymphadora Tonks'... Blimey, how many times do I have to say it?! Don't call me Nymphadora! It's bad enough my fool of a Mum saddled me with the awful name, I don't want it catching on!
Please, call me Tonks.
Now, would anyone mind telling me what exactly is going on?
Wotcher!
Bit dark here, isn't it? Yeah, some light that's what we need. Lumos [light bursts from the tip of what looks to be a wand, illuminating the woman's features, in particular her bubblegum pink hair and the grin she's wearing.] There we go! That's much better, isn't it?
Wow. Isn't this something? Strange, too, mind, considering that the last thing I remember is taking the kids to King's Cross and now suddenly I'm in... America, I think? But, still, this is pretty amazing! Definitely worth a look about!
[she's so busy talking that she doesn't notice the lamp post in her path until she walks straight into it. She takes a few stumbling steps backwards, rubbing her forehead]
Merlin's beard, that hurt. [her collision with the lamp post caused her dogtags to jingle and it's only then does she notice them. As she reads them, her pink hair turns a fiery red; clearly she's annoyed] 'Nymphadora Tonks'... Blimey, how many times do I have to say it?! Don't call me Nymphadora! It's bad enough my fool of a Mum saddled me with the awful name, I don't want it catching on!
Please, call me Tonks.
Now, would anyone mind telling me what exactly is going on?