003 | video.
[Oh hay Mandalus. The nine-year-old on your screen right now? May or may not be familiar. Bone white skin and harsh tattoos, the robe that was already too big on her even before she shrank....but her wide eyes are white, and openly anxious. She doesn't seem to notice the video is actually working- where's the holoimage? She's never used a holocom before - she shouldn't even be using it now, but emergencies have to be okay, right? - and after a few moments of frustrated screen tilting and button pushing she gives up, chews nervously on her lip as she looks around the room.]
Overseer Lund....?
[There's a pause. And when she doesn't get an answer, the phone is lowered, showing a nice view of the large interior of Strell House. After what seems to be a few moments of hesitence she's on her feet, bolting through the room, down the hall, out the open doorway-]
[-aaand comes grinding to a halt once she hits sunlight, almost reeling back. But the video on screen swings along the street of the business district as she looks around more frantically.]
I'm sorry, I- Overseer!