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[The video post begins... with no video. Rather, there is a stream, but nothing can be seen, as though the recording device is being deprived of a light source, or something is covering it up. Nonetheless, Haou's voice comes through.]
There is... a sort of glass-bowl feeling about this place. That one is being watched even when not existing in plain sight... even when out of the light of day.
[He seems to be trying to work something through his head. This all doesn't make nice logical sense... it is the same result he'd expect if he tried to explain to Johan, perhaps, why he'd been so sure they were old friends -- an innate, inexplicable feeling.]
...Manjyome. If I were you... I would have much preferred to stay dead than to be brought back to live in this enormous trainwreck.
[...There is something very much like pity in that warm blue regard.]
((OOC: Um. The log still isn't done yet, so I really have no idea what's happening there, but... I needed to post something so I do not appear dead? >>;))
There is... a sort of glass-bowl feeling about this place. That one is being watched even when not existing in plain sight... even when out of the light of day.
[He seems to be trying to work something through his head. This all doesn't make nice logical sense... it is the same result he'd expect if he tried to explain to Johan, perhaps, why he'd been so sure they were old friends -- an innate, inexplicable feeling.]
...Manjyome. If I were you... I would have much preferred to stay dead than to be brought back to live in this enormous trainwreck.
[...There is something very much like pity in that warm blue regard.]
((OOC: Um. The log still isn't done yet, so I really have no idea what's happening there, but... I needed to post something so I do not appear dead? >>;))