2nd Fall [Video]
[The feed comes on with a slight clatter, the owner of this Dreamberry having set it on a counter or table somewhere. It's at a very odd angle, recording a piece of paper and the man who set that down coming back with a pen. It's Zack, but something seems...off. He's almost distracted, the cover of a pen held between his teeth as he stares at the piece of paper. He's never been good at making reports or setting what's in his head to paper, but that doesn't stop him from trying.
And he does certainly try this time, scribbling down what has to be a lot of information from how much he's writing. Due to the angle of the feed, some of Zack's chocobo-scratch can be made out if anyone watching squints hard enough, but it's only a few words like "army" and "why?". This continues for a while as he continues to add more ideas to the sheet of paper, before the oven timer dings and he sets his pen down. The oven is off camera, but it's hard to mistake the sound of an oven door opening for anything else. Zack returns to view a moment later, a pan in his hands. He moves to set it on the counter, but then just...stops.
He stares at the paper for a moment, eyes going distant, before he shakes his head and moves the paper with his elbow. No time for that now, and he turns his head to call over his shoulder.]
Seph, dinner's ready! I don't think this'll taste good cold!
[He sets the pan down, then blinks in surprise as he sees the recording light on the Dreamberry blinking. He makes an amused sound, but then just reaches and turns it off without a word.]
And he does certainly try this time, scribbling down what has to be a lot of information from how much he's writing. Due to the angle of the feed, some of Zack's chocobo-scratch can be made out if anyone watching squints hard enough, but it's only a few words like "army" and "why?". This continues for a while as he continues to add more ideas to the sheet of paper, before the oven timer dings and he sets his pen down. The oven is off camera, but it's hard to mistake the sound of an oven door opening for anything else. Zack returns to view a moment later, a pan in his hands. He moves to set it on the counter, but then just...stops.
He stares at the paper for a moment, eyes going distant, before he shakes his head and moves the paper with his elbow. No time for that now, and he turns his head to call over his shoulder.]
Seph, dinner's ready! I don't think this'll taste good cold!
[He sets the pan down, then blinks in surprise as he sees the recording light on the Dreamberry blinking. He makes an amused sound, but then just reaches and turns it off without a word.]