May 08, 2010 23:42
[When the feed begins, there's nothing on screen except pitch black. Metal clinks together, familiar, almost like armor and the screen brightens. A gloved hand is raised and a figure shrinks back. All that could be seen was dark flames before the light dims.]
... What matter of sorcery is this? I do battle King Gallon and suddenly, those monstrosities appear and tell me to fill... 'papers'. They thought it wise to ambush me that way... `tis reason enough to fight back...
[Red looms from the darkness and a pale face comes into focus as the feed is picked up, ruby eyes flickering . Blood is on the male's cheek before the feed disconnects.]
(OOC: He didn't take too kindly to getting the Babelfish jammed in his ear. Btw, hey room mates in Room 3-32. He'll be moving in... after the heat dies down.)
oswald