Twenty-five | accidental video post
[Bertie's sitting at a makeshift desk in his teepee, writing what looks like a letter. He's acquired a bottle and a cork from somewhere, which sit ready to one side. There are already a few crumpled-up attempts littering the floor around him, and he shortly crosses out several lines in the current version and balls it up as well. He takes a new sheet and starts over.
After much crossing out, revising, chewing on the end of his pen, drumming on the desk, and muttering to himself, and having crumpled up a few more sheets of paper, Bertie seems to have arrived at a version he's satisfied with. He stares at the words for a while, reading them over, with an indescribable expression on his face.]
Jeeves...
Oh, dash it all, you probably won't get it anyway. What do I have left to lose?
[With a sigh, he rolls up the paper, stuffs it into the bottle, corks it, and exits with the whole setup.]
[[ooc: heh.. anyone want to find an interesting message in a bottle, later? ^_^]]
After much crossing out, revising, chewing on the end of his pen, drumming on the desk, and muttering to himself, and having crumpled up a few more sheets of paper, Bertie seems to have arrived at a version he's satisfied with. He stares at the words for a while, reading them over, with an indescribable expression on his face.]
Jeeves...
Oh, dash it all, you probably won't get it anyway. What do I have left to lose?
[With a sigh, he rolls up the paper, stuffs it into the bottle, corks it, and exits with the whole setup.]
[[ooc: heh.. anyone want to find an interesting message in a bottle, later? ^_^]]