[The feed blinks on to show Gazille, looking
a little roughed up, bolted brow furrowed as he seems to be fiddling with and figuring out his NV. Those slitted red eyes shift to the screen, realizing it's recording. He tilts his head, snorting some and smirking a little at his own image, baring sharp canines.]
Handy little thing. [He muses to himself, still prodding around on it's touch pad. He hmm's thoughtfully, tugging at something off screen. He lifts a chunk of what could be bleacher to his mouth and chomps down on it. There's a good bit of grinding, and screeching as the metal is bent and chewed but it disappears as he clearly eats it. He swallows and finally addresses his audience.]
Anyone seen a black cat, he has round ears and a scar beside his left eye? Goes by the name of Pantherlily. [Then musing to himself again and looking around beyond the camera.] He's gotto be here, we were all sent through together...
[And back to you Sirens Port.] Any other fairy butts out there? [A pause for a response, a few seconds at most.] C'mon, I can't be the only one. [Then an exasperated sigh, he's just a little impatient. He's looking kind of concerned here.]
Shit. What the hell is this...? [And the feed abruptly cuts out.]