♬ Connell 001 ♩ video/action
*-drop!*
[A light, soft thud sound. The dropped device’s feed accidentally turned on, in result. The view is upside down, and through the screen - currently displays a faintly disdained young boy wearing a black beret, watching down to the device.]
… Ah - [his voice was gentle and calm, even through that faintly panicked set of eyes] oh dear…
[The boy lightly moved a hand under his chin and concernedly looked at the unknown device, moving down to his bent knees and picked it up to observe it further. Judging by his expression, it seems he didn’t purposely drop it. Maybe he hasn’t even noticed he had this. And why would he? He can’t recall having anything like this with him. Or even remembering what just happened.]
Good, it’s all right. [he mused to himself, almost in a whispering tone, and a tender smile. He’s glad that the device was okay; he believed it wouldn’t be nice to have the owner see it scratched, especially since it looked a little expensive. Whatever it was. Eventually, the boy started turning it around and around gently, observing it further on. Then he just held it with one hand.]
… Now, I wonder. Where am I? [he trailed off, lifting his head and glancing around him in a frail, confused manner]
[A light, soft thud sound. The dropped device’s feed accidentally turned on, in result. The view is upside down, and through the screen - currently displays a faintly disdained young boy wearing a black beret, watching down to the device.]
… Ah - [his voice was gentle and calm, even through that faintly panicked set of eyes] oh dear…
[The boy lightly moved a hand under his chin and concernedly looked at the unknown device, moving down to his bent knees and picked it up to observe it further. Judging by his expression, it seems he didn’t purposely drop it. Maybe he hasn’t even noticed he had this. And why would he? He can’t recall having anything like this with him. Or even remembering what just happened.]
Good, it’s all right. [he mused to himself, almost in a whispering tone, and a tender smile. He’s glad that the device was okay; he believed it wouldn’t be nice to have the owner see it scratched, especially since it looked a little expensive. Whatever it was. Eventually, the boy started turning it around and around gently, observing it further on. Then he just held it with one hand.]
… Now, I wonder. Where am I? [he trailed off, lifting his head and glancing around him in a frail, confused manner]