| [oo1] - Accidental Video |
[For a moment, the feed is dark, with the occasional flash of a bright blue color. There's a bit of rustling of fabric, a low, hushed voice speaking in Bengali.
And then, suddenly, the PCD is thrust into the light. It takes a moment for the camera to adjust, but when it does, a young man's face is nearly right in the camera, peering at it curiously. He pokes at it for a moment, the feed flicking from video to audio to video for a good minute.]
... what is this strange mirror-thing with buttons? Doesn't seem very practical to me. What are you going to do with so many buttons?
[The camera then swings widely in an arc as the PCD is picked up, the user obviously unknowing of what it is. His hands go to his hips, and the PCD is angled up enough that the expression on his face can be caught. Annoyance, his lips pushed out just a bit, pursed together, eyebrows knitted... but there was also a flicker of fear.]
Agni? Agni, if you're here, stop hiding. I never knew you to play games, but this isn't funny anymore.
[His expression slips from annoyance to worry. Agni never failed to come when he called. Something was clearly wrong.]
... Agni? Ciel? ... anyone?
And then, suddenly, the PCD is thrust into the light. It takes a moment for the camera to adjust, but when it does, a young man's face is nearly right in the camera, peering at it curiously. He pokes at it for a moment, the feed flicking from video to audio to video for a good minute.]
... what is this strange mirror-thing with buttons? Doesn't seem very practical to me. What are you going to do with so many buttons?
[The camera then swings widely in an arc as the PCD is picked up, the user obviously unknowing of what it is. His hands go to his hips, and the PCD is angled up enough that the expression on his face can be caught. Annoyance, his lips pushed out just a bit, pursed together, eyebrows knitted... but there was also a flicker of fear.]
Agni? Agni, if you're here, stop hiding. I never knew you to play games, but this isn't funny anymore.
[His expression slips from annoyance to worry. Agni never failed to come when he called. Something was clearly wrong.]
... Agni? Ciel? ... anyone?