[01] [Video]
[When the feed flickers on, the PCD is in an interesting place--somehow, whoever had it has propped it up on its side, so the image is tilted. However, it's not too close to whomever owns it, as you can get a pretty good view of the owner's rather interesting attire. The red hair may be vaguely familiar, but the mismatched eyes are soulless. Dead. The light's reflecting on them in a slightly abnormal manner, as well...]
[It's almost as if she's lost in thought.]
[After a rather tense silence, her voice murmurs something. A name, perhaps? Oh, if only you could listen again. Thankfully, her mouth produces the word again, this time audible.]
Gatou-san...
[To residents who've been around for awhile, her voice may ping as familiar--maybe, possibly. It seems she's calling for someone who's likely not there...in any case, you can see her hands tense, gripping onto her elaborate dress.]
Nagi...
[It's almost as if she's lost in thought.]
[After a rather tense silence, her voice murmurs something. A name, perhaps? Oh, if only you could listen again. Thankfully, her mouth produces the word again, this time audible.]
Gatou-san...
[To residents who've been around for awhile, her voice may ping as familiar--maybe, possibly. It seems she's calling for someone who's likely not there...in any case, you can see her hands tense, gripping onto her elaborate dress.]
Nagi...