[video post one]

[cheifofcheifs]

[Rand tinkers with the camera function for a moment -- he has never used it before and there is absolutely nothing like it in his world, so there is some rustling noise and muttering until finally the camera settles on his face. He peers at the camera studiously a moment, then clears his throat. His brow is furrowed and his lips are pressed tightly together, as if he is only holding onto cool calmness by a fingernail.]

I, ah, apologize for my previous post. I was rather in a panic, and... [clears throat once more and briefly closes eyes] Yes, well. Please, disregard it. All is well, or as well as things can be, I suppose.

Hm... I do rather like the clothes set out for me. [he holds up the suit, on a hanger, for the camera to see for a moment, then sets it back down carefully.] But, this formalwear is very different from any clothes in my homeworld... It looks quite nice and I would hate to, ah, put it on incorrectly and look a fool... I, ah, might require some... assistance, if anyone knows how to properly wear such a garment and wouldn't mind helping me...

Anyways, I suppose I shall see you all at the ball. Hopefully this will be a somewhat-enjoyable evening of music and dancing and, Light willing, good food.