♠ Two of Clubs ♠ [Video to Voice; Japanese] A rough re-entry into the world
{The screen is fuzzy at first, dappled with static till it finally focuses. It's dim for a moment, blurry, but the viewer finally sees a freckled face come into view. His fingers are seen extremely close to the camera and a portion of his shoulder. The cold wind tussles the dark locks over his face, his ever-present hat is gone. He is peaceful, still... It doesn't appear that he's breathing, at least his face isn't betraying the rise and fall of his chest off camera. He looks dead, as he often does when he's face-planted at the bar.
Considering what he was brought back from the scientists seemed to have cleaned him up well, not a speck of dried blood on his face anywhere. It does almost appear as though this would be all you'd see until one of those wayward fingers twitch. His brow furrows slightly as a puff of air from his nose cause dust to rise in a small cloud. Slowly but surely his eyes open, barely, what little of his pupils you can see are distant, empty.
There is a sharp intake of breath as if he just remembered how and those eyes open. His hand tenses, fingers curling against the blacktop under him. It appears the man has finally come to. He blinks, black spots going wide then shrinking as he focuses. That gaze turns to you dear viewer, but flicks to his surroundings as he shifts his weight. His hand splays out over the ground and he pushes himself up out of view. You get a brief flash of confusion and disbelief, dark brown eyes are wide. His hand then shifts out of view.}
I'm--
{There's a brief sound of movement, perhaps he's running his hands over his body, inspecting himself or looking around. Whatever it is there is a pause before the communicator is jostled. There is a dizzying flash of blood spattered black cargos, his orange belt, skin (which if you're looking closely you may see a quick flash of scar), his face again and finally the video is shut off.
The voice function is still working but there is another pause, the pirate is still really... really confused this may take a moment. You can hear him shift to stand though, gravel crunching under those soft sole shoes they gave him.}
I can't believe it.
{Japanese, clear and pretty proper sounding for a pirate, aka lacking a piratey accent and what not. Sorry Discedoans, he's fresh off the boat from home, it'll take him a little to get back into speaking english. This next bit is still directed at all of you.}
Long time no see Discedo.
Considering what he was brought back from the scientists seemed to have cleaned him up well, not a speck of dried blood on his face anywhere. It does almost appear as though this would be all you'd see until one of those wayward fingers twitch. His brow furrows slightly as a puff of air from his nose cause dust to rise in a small cloud. Slowly but surely his eyes open, barely, what little of his pupils you can see are distant, empty.
There is a sharp intake of breath as if he just remembered how and those eyes open. His hand tenses, fingers curling against the blacktop under him. It appears the man has finally come to. He blinks, black spots going wide then shrinking as he focuses. That gaze turns to you dear viewer, but flicks to his surroundings as he shifts his weight. His hand splays out over the ground and he pushes himself up out of view. You get a brief flash of confusion and disbelief, dark brown eyes are wide. His hand then shifts out of view.}
I'm--
{There's a brief sound of movement, perhaps he's running his hands over his body, inspecting himself or looking around. Whatever it is there is a pause before the communicator is jostled. There is a dizzying flash of blood spattered black cargos, his orange belt, skin (which if you're looking closely you may see a quick flash of scar), his face again and finally the video is shut off.
The voice function is still working but there is another pause, the pirate is still really... really confused this may take a moment. You can hear him shift to stand though, gravel crunching under those soft sole shoes they gave him.}
I can't believe it.
{Japanese, clear and pretty proper sounding for a pirate, aka lacking a piratey accent and what not. Sorry Discedoans, he's fresh off the boat from home, it'll take him a little to get back into speaking english. This next bit is still directed at all of you.}
Long time no see Discedo.