[001, video, OTA] INTRODUCTION

[cursedbyarose]

[There's some fumbling, the screen fuzzy and unfocused. The only thing visible was a dark brown blob, the camera constantly changing.

It was obvious whoever was holding it was having issues using the controls to work the communicator.]

I command you to work this instant!

[The voice was booming, demanding, and fright-inducing

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[outcastinparis]

[ Hey video! Have a fuzzy, static-y gypsy, somewhere a few floors down. She sounds a bit concerned. ]

Are you alright....sir?

[ At least she thinks it's a sir. DONT BE RUDE ESME. ]

[cursedbyarose]

Does it look like I'm alright?!

[He yells, practically roaring again, only afterwards realizing that it was a woman's voice. A WOMAN. And it was coming from that confounded stupid little metal box thing he was given. He picks the communicator back up and eyes it warily and curious, hackles still up a bit.]

How'd you get into this stupid box?

[outcastinparis]

[ Patience, Esme. However, the look on her face is less than amused. ]

I'm not in it. I just have one too. See?

[ She holds hers up to a mirror, showing herself and the comm. ]

It lets you talk to people that have one too.

[cursedbyarose]

And why do I need this? I have no need to speak with anyone here!

[Aw... Beast is yelling to hide that embarrassment from assuming she was inside. How quaint~]

[outcastinparis]

You might not have any need for it now, but you will. Eventually.

Just to talk to someone or find someone you're looking for.

[ ohai smiles and stuff. she's slowly realizing he's like a small child. ]

[cursedbyarose]

I don't need this stupid box to find people. [The edge of his words almost sounded like a threat, but it was mostly just him stating the obvious.]

As if anyone would wish to find a beast.

[outcastinparis]

Hey, you never know.

[ She folds her arms, the comm propped on her table, and she gives him a look. ]

I'm sure plenty of people might, later on.

You aren't the strangest looking thing here, you know.

[cursedbyarose]

I do know, since-

What?

[He wasn't the only monsterous looking thing here? That just blew his mind.]

[outcastinparis]

[ someone's stoked. she found that switch. ]

You aren't the strangest looking thing here. We've got all sorts of people. Lions and tigers. [ If only we had a Kenai. OTL ] Aliens. Princesses. Emperors. Explorers. Gypsys. All sorts of things.

Everyone's welcome here.

[cursedbyarose]

They don't sound nearly as horrid as I am.

[After all, no one could ever learn to love a beast.]

[outcastinparis]

Who said you're horrid?

[ Justice-y senses are tingling. ]

[cursedbyarose]

Isn't it obvious that I am?

[outcastinparis]

[ She holds back a chuckle. ]

You seem pretty a-okay on this end.

[cursedbyarose]

[Esme. Esme, Esme, Esme. YOU ARE BLOWING HIS MIND.]

The you obviously don't know me well enough to know any better.

[outcastinparis]

[ FEEL MY JUSTIVE-Y POWERS OF OPEN-MINDEDNESS. ]

I know what it's like to be called one.

[cursedbyarose]

...Why would someone call you that?

[Hell. She was beautiful. She was kind. She was human. Everything Beast wasn't.]