[The device starts recording when it hits the wall and bounces off. For a moment, there's just a view of the ceiling, but as it continues to record, one can hear.. singing. Russia singing, to be exact. In Russian. His voice teeters between strained happiness and suppressed rage.
Plus, he's also... throwing things. He's still in Seifer's apartment, having headed there after he revived again, and is taking it out on the world around him.]
-чка движется и не движетс [crash goes a chair!]
Вся из лунного серебра
Песня слышится и не слышится [and there goes a jar.]
В эти тихие вечера.
[He stops for a moment, and there's just breathing. Suddenly, he laughs, an odd barking laughter, which awkwardly uplifts his words as he continues.]
А рассвет уже все заметне
Так, пожалуйста, будь добра
Не забудь и ты эти летние
Подмосковные вечe-!
[Another chair goes flying, pieces splintering and landing on the device. The device is shut off because of it.]
(ooc:
This song.)