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-- Mmm... that looked like a start! Okay, now - [ the woman's voice, heavily Mexican and sounding very eager, is interrupted by a few clicks and then successive beep beep beep, getting louder. ] No no no! Calm down, amigo, I just want to see the movies! Come on, come on, it's not asking for much, I don't think --
[ This goes on for a bit more, her thoughtful tone broken up every few seconds for a new click or mechanical beep plus the nearly-childish frustration immediately following, before there's a rustling sound, a more muffled "Hey, you! Hiding won't help you!", and a sudden shot of some boots. Which quickly disappears once again to reveal the speaker and owner of said boots; a rather pretty young woman, peering down with big, dark eyes at the screen curiously. ]
Huuuh... It says recording, so... Can you see me? 'Cause I can't see you! I got really excited, too... Maybe I got ripped off. Do they sell lots of fake goods in Canada or something to go with the kidnapping? I've never been here before. Haven't heard much about it either, amigos, but that's why I'm talking to you! I need some information real quick, okay? Something like "how much is the train to New York" would be really good, mmhm! I was on a job, you know!
[ despite her clearly having some understanding of what's happened to her, her demeanor seems fairly unfazed at the moment, and even her questions seem a little distracted - to put it mildly. Judging by the way she's leaning all around and checking out the NV (occasionally putting it in a completely useless angle that gives a great view of the fire hydrant she's apparently hanging out next to), this new toy is more interesting to her than her current predicament.
Either that, or reality just simply hasn't sunk in yet. ]
[ This goes on for a bit more, her thoughtful tone broken up every few seconds for a new click or mechanical beep plus the nearly-childish frustration immediately following, before there's a rustling sound, a more muffled "Hey, you! Hiding won't help you!", and a sudden shot of some boots. Which quickly disappears once again to reveal the speaker and owner of said boots; a rather pretty young woman, peering down with big, dark eyes at the screen curiously. ]
Huuuh... It says recording, so... Can you see me? 'Cause I can't see you! I got really excited, too... Maybe I got ripped off. Do they sell lots of fake goods in Canada or something to go with the kidnapping? I've never been here before. Haven't heard much about it either, amigos, but that's why I'm talking to you! I need some information real quick, okay? Something like "how much is the train to New York" would be really good, mmhm! I was on a job, you know!
[ despite her clearly having some understanding of what's happened to her, her demeanor seems fairly unfazed at the moment, and even her questions seem a little distracted - to put it mildly. Judging by the way she's leaning all around and checking out the NV (occasionally putting it in a completely useless angle that gives a great view of the fire hydrant she's apparently hanging out next to), this new toy is more interesting to her than her current predicament.
Either that, or reality just simply hasn't sunk in yet. ]