third flight ♗ video/teneka | night
[The feed clicks on to reveal darkness, but it's obvious that Sean is holding the PORTAL because it's very shaky. There's a click and then a flashlight turns on, then steady steps of shoes against the floor, making a small shuffle. Sean turns the PORTAL to face him, and he's grinning.]
Okay, so ... I got down to this cellar thing. And ... jesus!
[He misses a stair and stumbles down a few steps before regaining his balance. Whoops.]
Right. As I was saying, I'm sneaking into the Professor's wine cellar. Maybe I can find some really expensive French wine, or something.
Ooh, maybe some whiskey.
[There's a small coo heard, even if it is through the teneka. Strange, but he's excited. Reaching the door, he turns the doorknob and opens it. More darkness, but the flashlight takes care of a bit of that. Inside, there are rows rows of wine, god knows what else, and there is a small, pleased hum as Sean wanders into the cellar, closing the door behind him.]
Wow. He's got all this down here and he doesn't even drink it. Who has a wine cellar and doesn't use it?
[Old people. He'll never understand, and Charles wasn't even that old. Putting the end of the flashlight in his mouth, he snags a bottle from one of the racks and holds it up to the light, adjusting the PORTAL to read the text:Jonnie Walker: 150 years Anniversary. He just has to read it aloud.]
Johnnie Walker. Hm.
[He shrugs and shifts the bottle under his arm, taking the flashlight from his mouth and placing it on the floor on its bottom so the light filters up around the room. However, while he does so, the PORTAL slips from his grasp and tumbles onto the floor with a few clicks and clacks.]
Damn.
[But he doesn't seem to care for now, because he's trying to open the bottle. After a bit of struggling with the cap, the whiskey has been opened. Picking up the PORTAL once more, he holds the bottle up into the view, and makes one final statement;]
Bottoms up!
[And he is glugging that whiskey down like no tomorrow until he finally has to pull away from the bottle and cough erratically, turning off the feed.]
Okay, so ... I got down to this cellar thing. And ... jesus!
[He misses a stair and stumbles down a few steps before regaining his balance. Whoops.]
Right. As I was saying, I'm sneaking into the Professor's wine cellar. Maybe I can find some really expensive French wine, or something.
Ooh, maybe some whiskey.
[There's a small coo heard, even if it is through the teneka. Strange, but he's excited. Reaching the door, he turns the doorknob and opens it. More darkness, but the flashlight takes care of a bit of that. Inside, there are rows rows of wine, god knows what else, and there is a small, pleased hum as Sean wanders into the cellar, closing the door behind him.]
Wow. He's got all this down here and he doesn't even drink it. Who has a wine cellar and doesn't use it?
[Old people. He'll never understand, and Charles wasn't even that old. Putting the end of the flashlight in his mouth, he snags a bottle from one of the racks and holds it up to the light, adjusting the PORTAL to read the text:Jonnie Walker: 150 years Anniversary. He just has to read it aloud.]
Johnnie Walker. Hm.
[He shrugs and shifts the bottle under his arm, taking the flashlight from his mouth and placing it on the floor on its bottom so the light filters up around the room. However, while he does so, the PORTAL slips from his grasp and tumbles onto the floor with a few clicks and clacks.]
Damn.
[But he doesn't seem to care for now, because he's trying to open the bottle. After a bit of struggling with the cap, the whiskey has been opened. Picking up the PORTAL once more, he holds the bottle up into the view, and makes one final statement;]
Bottoms up!
[And he is glugging that whiskey down like no tomorrow until he finally has to pull away from the bottle and cough erratically, turning off the feed.]