* 001 - Video * :: Backtagged to Afternoon
[The video flicks on. The only thing visible on the video is a white ceiling and a mess of blond hair. After a second, a pair of thick eyebrows are visible, but there are no eyes quite yet.]
What the hell did you do?!
[There's a voice in the background, but it's hard to make out what it's saying. After a moment, a full face comes into view, a pair of green eyes glaring deeply at the screen. Then, the screen shifts, focusing on the green vest the man was wearing.] My tea cup is my NV?! How did that happen?! [The voice in the background speaks again.]
WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'IT'S ALREADY BROADCASTING'?! [The voice speaks again.]
BLOODY HELL! [There's the sound of a chair clattering against the floor as the video moves again. Now, the video is focused on the man's jaw line, very irritated face looking far more menacing from that angle.]
I'M LEAVING! GET OUT OF MY WAY! [The video moves to the man's vest again as he walks for a while before getting outside. The video shifts, catching the blue sky and Arthur's face again. He still looks quite irritated, and his pace of walking doesn't slow.]
Wankers! Only making this more complicated. [Finally, Arthur slows and looks around. After a second, he sits down and brings the NV for a better angle, showing his face entirely. There's a frown his face and he's giving everyone a rather unpleasant look.]
Since this thing is already broadcasting... [Arthur clears his throat and attempts a smile. Almost immediately, it fades.]
People of... wherever the hell this is... I'm Arthur Kirkland. I'm looking for a man those idiots said would be here. His name is Francis Bonnefoy. If anyone has seen him, can you tell me where he is? [His expression suddenly sours.]
It is not because I'm worried about that stupid frog, don't misunderstand!
What the hell did you do?!
[There's a voice in the background, but it's hard to make out what it's saying. After a moment, a full face comes into view, a pair of green eyes glaring deeply at the screen. Then, the screen shifts, focusing on the green vest the man was wearing.] My tea cup is my NV?! How did that happen?! [The voice in the background speaks again.]
WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'IT'S ALREADY BROADCASTING'?! [The voice speaks again.]
BLOODY HELL! [There's the sound of a chair clattering against the floor as the video moves again. Now, the video is focused on the man's jaw line, very irritated face looking far more menacing from that angle.]
I'M LEAVING! GET OUT OF MY WAY! [The video moves to the man's vest again as he walks for a while before getting outside. The video shifts, catching the blue sky and Arthur's face again. He still looks quite irritated, and his pace of walking doesn't slow.]
Wankers! Only making this more complicated. [Finally, Arthur slows and looks around. After a second, he sits down and brings the NV for a better angle, showing his face entirely. There's a frown his face and he's giving everyone a rather unpleasant look.]
Since this thing is already broadcasting... [Arthur clears his throat and attempts a smile. Almost immediately, it fades.]
People of... wherever the hell this is... I'm Arthur Kirkland. I'm looking for a man those idiots said would be here. His name is Francis Bonnefoy. If anyone has seen him, can you tell me where he is? [His expression suddenly sours.]
It is not because I'm worried about that stupid frog, don't misunderstand!