Nov 29, 2009 21:17
[The feed clicks on with Laharl out gathering food, shoving impossible amounts of the stuff into his shorts' pockets, though the material never stretches around the contents once the object clears the pocket's hem.]
Oy, Flonne, I'm gonna be going exploring with a f--er--acquaintance of mine in a couple weeks or so. Do me a favor and do not wake me up if I'm asleep, and try not to tidy up the room too much while I'm out...
...I swear, it feels sterile enough as it is... wait... crap... it's sti--
[And the video clicks off abruptly when Laharl finally thinks to stop recording his gripes.]