[Video] Act I, Scene III
[When the video flickers to life the image is tumbling and shaking around; the clattering sound accompanying it suggesting the blackberry has been dropped somehow. As it comes to rest after a few seconds the ground is at an awkward side angle, a few flecks of grit stuck to the screen.]
[Taking up the majority of the picture is a torso, laying prone on the tilted pavement and surrounded by shattered glass. There is a moment of silence before the one hand in view twitches, curling into a fist and shifting through the bloodied shards to find ground to press against. Slowly, the torso lifts an inch or two before the entire body convulses, a scream of surprise and agony ripping across the feed.]
[The arm trembles as it lowers back to the ground, the form seeming to curl in on itself as it breathes raggedly through the beginnings of the falling snow.]
((ooc: For those of you who had potential to hear the crash, it was a window in the third story hallway that Puck destroyed on his way down. Cheers!))
[Taking up the majority of the picture is a torso, laying prone on the tilted pavement and surrounded by shattered glass. There is a moment of silence before the one hand in view twitches, curling into a fist and shifting through the bloodied shards to find ground to press against. Slowly, the torso lifts an inch or two before the entire body convulses, a scream of surprise and agony ripping across the feed.]
[The arm trembles as it lowers back to the ground, the form seeming to curl in on itself as it breathes raggedly through the beginnings of the falling snow.]
((ooc: For those of you who had potential to hear the crash, it was a window in the third story hallway that Puck destroyed on his way down. Cheers!))