[When the feed turns on, the first thing heard is an immensely girly sneeze.]

Bloody Hell, I refuse to believe I'm getting sick...

[Yup, that familiar English accent would indicate the sneeze had come from the resident Earl. He flops down in the chair in his study, glancing over at the ... currently... recording... SFC.]

... Fantastic...

[The feed flips on, showing a rather young looking teenager, though he's dressed very properly! ... Or... He would be, if he could figure out how to tie the bow on his jacket correctly. At least the eyepatch was on right? It was a pain to get on by oneself...]Good morning ( Read more... )