[The feed clicks on as the Prince taps at the 'gear with his gauntlet. Gently, though! He doesn't want to dent... whatever it is. Eventually he gives up; he has no idea what it's supposed to do, and that means it's useless. He sets it down. You now get a sideways view of him... he's wet and cranky, how exciting. You can also hear him grumbling. Some of it's indistinct. The rest of it -- why don't you listen for yourself?]
Saved her life. Got her away from Ahriman. Helped her through that hammam... seriously, who builds a bathhouse into their tomb? People are crazy. This is crazy. I am -- not crazy. No way. I'm the sane one. It's everyone else that's lost their minds. No, all this music feeling like a worm in my ear does not count as crazy.
Pokedex, Pokemon, Poke-this, Poke-that...
...hey, why not. Let's poke that. This can't possibly get any worse.
[This time he picks up a Pokeball. Prods the button.
And scrambles back, shouting, as a Skarmory attempts to tackle and huddle against him, calling plaintively.
The Prince is having none of this. None of this at all. Which is why he's dropping everything and running for his life. You're treated to a parting shot of his back as he breaks for it and shoots up a tree; Skarmory's trying to tail him, but he keeps shouting as he tries to escape with his limbs intact. It's surprisingly loud, considering just how far he's gotten.]
I SHOULDN'T HAVE SAID ANYTHING, IT GOT WORSE.
(OOC:
Listen to this. It helps set the mood. (◔◡◔)b)