[The device turns on to a nice view of Meriken's room. Or what remains of Meriken's room. Chairs are knocked over, the very patriotic sheets that had been atop the bed were ripped off and scattered on the floor, a few random items were shattered close by, and it seemed she was using her closet as a resource for random, fragile items to throw around.
She has no idea the video is on.]
WHAT THE HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL. ARRGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
I need a vase! A BIG. VASE.
[She reaches into the closet and chucks the large item sideways into a wall, exhaling deeply. She hesitates for now, only to rant to herself, a mixture of screaming and mutterings under her breathe.]
I had just told her I was going to keep tabs on her, too. Damn it, why do I let things like this happen?!
...
And then I can't even fix them. That idiot went off on his own!! Does he think I'm useless or something?!
I'M THE UNITED STATES OF MOTHER FUCKING AMERICA, TOO, GOD DAMN IT.
[She takes this opportunity to ask the closet for a nice big case of CD-roms before throwing them like discs through the air.]
Then he goes and gets sick. Of course he did it because he was a hero, but I'm a hero too, and how does he think I feel.
ARGHGHGHHHHH. England's probably right about all that! ...And.. Oh, damn, what the hell am I even doing.
[She falls to the floor and tosses the remaining CDs aside, sighing and burying her face in her hands.]
Why was I even brought here. Where... is "here" anyway. Wonderland.. that tells me nothing! I'm.. I'm a hero, but...