► three → video。
[Will’s made a point of avoiding the network as much as possible since Tessa arrived in the city - it was easier, really, to pick and choose the interactions he had (that is to say, very few), than to entertain the thought of having to converse with anyone unwanted.
Nevertheless, it’s been a while, and he’s come to the conclusion that he really ought to make an appearance; it’d hardly do to simply hide away. As such, when the feed clicks on, Will looks relatively cheerful, although his cheeks are slightly flushed. As ever, he looks entirely self assured, and after a moment - checking the device is actually recording, one might assume - he grins before shooting a glance up towards the sky. He’s not, naturally, being entirely sincere.]
I hope my absence hasn’t been too distressing for anyone. When one’s used to more- [there’s a brief pause, and his lips quirk upwards in a slight smirk] personal methods of communication, it can be quite difficult to remember that, when laziness and a deep seated desire to sit around and do very little hits, it’s still possible to hold a conversation without even leaving the comfort of one's bed.
[Another pause, though this time he feigns consideration.] The drawback, I suppose, is that one doesn’t get much change to choose who they talk to. I’ve been told that, on occasion, one imagines it’d work in my favour. I was quite insulted, to be perfectly honest; not everyone seeks company of a high calibre, after all.
-Speaking of which, there truly is all sorts to do in this city, isn’t there? It’s just a shame it’s so much cleaner and tidier than London. It feels like something’s missing when you wake up and aren’t immediately subject to a mass of smog, fog, rain and everlasting grey, or manage not to find oneself in dire need of a bath after a trawl around some of the more interesting streets and alleys.
[ooc: sob it feels like I’m apologising for being awol ALL THE TIME but I am. Properly back now jfkldgh]
Nevertheless, it’s been a while, and he’s come to the conclusion that he really ought to make an appearance; it’d hardly do to simply hide away. As such, when the feed clicks on, Will looks relatively cheerful, although his cheeks are slightly flushed. As ever, he looks entirely self assured, and after a moment - checking the device is actually recording, one might assume - he grins before shooting a glance up towards the sky. He’s not, naturally, being entirely sincere.]
I hope my absence hasn’t been too distressing for anyone. When one’s used to more- [there’s a brief pause, and his lips quirk upwards in a slight smirk] personal methods of communication, it can be quite difficult to remember that, when laziness and a deep seated desire to sit around and do very little hits, it’s still possible to hold a conversation without even leaving the comfort of one's bed.
[Another pause, though this time he feigns consideration.] The drawback, I suppose, is that one doesn’t get much change to choose who they talk to. I’ve been told that, on occasion, one imagines it’d work in my favour. I was quite insulted, to be perfectly honest; not everyone seeks company of a high calibre, after all.
-Speaking of which, there truly is all sorts to do in this city, isn’t there? It’s just a shame it’s so much cleaner and tidier than London. It feels like something’s missing when you wake up and aren’t immediately subject to a mass of smog, fog, rain and everlasting grey, or manage not to find oneself in dire need of a bath after a trawl around some of the more interesting streets and alleys.
[ooc: sob it feels like I’m apologising for being awol ALL THE TIME but I am. Properly back now jfkldgh]