006 ♪ video ♪ tripped on a rock
[The device shows the chilly night sky, clear as diamonds on black velvet. A bit of red-orange hair soaks in the low light of a playground lamp post, and over his shoulder, the faint silhouettes of teeter-totters rest cold and forgotten in the misty dark. Luke shuffles around without noticing that his camera is on. The dark shape of his coat crosses the camera's field of vision-and then promptly drops, taking everything with it.]
-- Waagh!
[He notices the red blinking light on the communicator next to him, though most of Luke has been assaulted by snow.]
Oooo-kay... that was weird.
[He tries to stand up, but his balance is shaky. He goes down again as soon as he shifts his weight, sending up a plume of snowflakes.]
Oof! All right, seriously, what the heck is going on? [There's a little tremble in his voice but he tries to ignore it.]
[ooc: action for flynn, video for everyone else!]
-- Waagh!
[He notices the red blinking light on the communicator next to him, though most of Luke has been assaulted by snow.]
Oooo-kay... that was weird.
[He tries to stand up, but his balance is shaky. He goes down again as soon as he shifts his weight, sending up a plume of snowflakes.]
Oof! All right, seriously, what the heck is going on? [There's a little tremble in his voice but he tries to ignore it.]
[ooc: action for flynn, video for everyone else!]