[Accidental Video / Action]

Oct 13, 2010 04:50

[The communicator turns on with the image bouncing a bit as it goes skipping across the floor, obviously knocked from its place in a pocket. It's a few seconds later that a rather impressive black cloud finds its way into the picture, followed by a stumbling and slightly-worse-for-the-wear-looking Gilbert in its wake. There might be a choice word or two here as well, as he coughs.

He bends to pick up the watch, looking more than a little put out. His face is smudged with soot here and there, hair a darker shade of black than usual in places. And his clothes? Well luckily he shed everything but his shirt and pants, but those have seen better days.]

Damn it. Well... [Cough.] I think that means the flue is open now. [He lifts a hand to wipe off his face, only succeeding in smudging it worse.] I wonder if there's firewood anywhere... [He's hoping the stores replenish that as well.] Does anyone know?

...what a mess. [It's actually not that bad, housemates! Gil had the presence of mind to cover the floor and furniture nearby in sheets so it's just a load of laundry. ...and cleaning himself off, of course. But still, feel free to come across his disaster, since he's in the midst of one of his usual failures.]

c: edogawa conan, gilbert nightray, c: naoki kashima

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