[video] 1. my spirits locked in sleeps and sighs
[the message clicks on, and for a few seconds all you can see is a white shirt, tall grass and hands. the person is breathing hard, probably trying, with litte success, to calm themselves down. they make a distressed sound, low in the throat, before a finger swipes over the camera lens and the user finally points it correctly towards his face: black hair, a bit too long to be fashionable, mismatched eyes hiding behind glasses. the boy looks stressed, sad, and tired. fed up.
Somarium, meet Watanuki.]
I found a telephone. Yuuko-san? Is this a job? You didn't give me any instructions. How irresponsible.
[the tone is slightly annoyed, but you can tell, especially if you know him, that the heart's not in it. Watanuki looks away, frowns, turns a bit; the camera swings in time with his arms. there's a thick, frustrated pause as he takes in his surroundings.]
This is a dream as well, isn't it.
[message end.]
Somarium, meet Watanuki.]
I found a telephone. Yuuko-san? Is this a job? You didn't give me any instructions. How irresponsible.
[the tone is slightly annoyed, but you can tell, especially if you know him, that the heart's not in it. Watanuki looks away, frowns, turns a bit; the camera swings in time with his arms. there's a thick, frustrated pause as he takes in his surroundings.]
This is a dream as well, isn't it.
[message end.]