Jun 27, 2011 00:06
[The feed begins hesitantly. As if the communicator is not quite sure whether it wants to work, not work, or just... explode into a bunch of itty bitty pieces, like a rain of confetti. A young child's face eventually becomes clear; small, sort of pretty, and dressed quite nicely, with an overlarge ribbon tied in a bow around his neck. He doesn't look frightened, necessarily, considering the circumstances, but he does appear uneasy.]
Hello, is this thing working? Hellloooooooooo-- [The picture wobbles frantically as Loki shakes the communicator up and down and the feed actually goes completely black for a moment as if in retaliation to its treatment before solidifying again. Loki is frowning down at it irritably.] this is one of those phone thingies, right? I'm not sure if I'm using it right, but Ecchan's not moving and if I don't get word to Yamino-kun soon as to my whereabouts he is sure to have some kind of mental break down, worrying over me.
Hello? Hello?
[He pulls it closer to his face and shakes it again, hesitantly. The communicator seems to be feeling generous though, because it doesn't cut out again.]
Kazumi-kun, if this is your doing again I'm going to... I'm going to... ooh, I don't know what I'm going to do, but it's going to be bad!
((OOC: Loki is, well, he's a god, so he's probably at least passingly familiar with most languages. Whether he'll own up to knowing anything beyond Japanese is another thing entirely.))
-contact: cube,
technology hates me,
-contact: ace,
+language: japanese,
-contact: heiji,
generally unflappable,
-contact: flandre,
-contact: conan,
+location: spero ship yard,
usually a good idea to blame hemidallr,
-contact: denmark,
-contact: luka,
at least there's no car this time,
i hate technology,
-contact: tatsumi,
-contact: jack