Apr 15, 2011 21:21
[Unfortunately, the actual 'video' component of what the NV's recording is only several square inches of lush carpet. The audio is somewhat muffled, but Mikael isn't saying much at the beginning and what he growls at the end isn't going to explain much to anyone.
A crack-- like lightning striking or a book being hurled at a wall. Then a bang to match. Shifting-- rustling.
Something's knocked over. Then someone collapses-- at least, that can be assumed-- and panting. Harsh, labored breaths.]
No. Not again.
[An unidentifiable flying ring (UFR)-- golden and shining-- knocks itself under the NV and flips it over. Now, any watchers have a good view of the ceiling. There are a few hairline cracks, but nothing interesting.]
... Is that-- it's on. Oh--.
[Mikael doesn't swear. He simply goes perfectly still and silent and hopes the device will decide to turn off by itself.]
!: mikael,
c: ahiru