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[The screen flashes on in a blur of motion, all bad angles and no sense of stillness to be found. When it settles and something comes into focus, it's a hand gesturing above the lens, and a shot of choppy blond hair that reaches the boy's chin, no concern at all for the device that's still a bit shaky.]
--Wait, slow down!
[Silence. No voice greets him as his footsteps sound, annoyance coming out in a restrained sigh.]
I'm talking to you, y'know. Jeez. Do I have to put sticks in my hair to get the locals' attention around here?
[Back to fiddling with the Sky Phone, there's a pan of his face, then a flash of roots and greenery everywhere. His eyes follow its direction back towards the moogle that gave him this thing and the camera catches nothing but dirt and his running feet as he zones in on it.]
Ugh, fine. I give. [He mutters.] I'll stand still for story time. [His hand covers the microphone, muffling his voice on accident, squeezing in bits and pieces as he glides through an onslaught of questions. The usual: where am I, who are you, what did you do to me, if my friends find me here.. All the expected responses. So much for finding anything out on his own.] And why the heck is everybody so--green? [Just his luck that his hand slides off the microphone just in time for that.]
--Wait, slow down!
[Silence. No voice greets him as his footsteps sound, annoyance coming out in a restrained sigh.]
I'm talking to you, y'know. Jeez. Do I have to put sticks in my hair to get the locals' attention around here?
[Back to fiddling with the Sky Phone, there's a pan of his face, then a flash of roots and greenery everywhere. His eyes follow its direction back towards the moogle that gave him this thing and the camera catches nothing but dirt and his running feet as he zones in on it.]
Ugh, fine. I give. [He mutters.] I'll stand still for story time. [His hand covers the microphone, muffling his voice on accident, squeezing in bits and pieces as he glides through an onslaught of questions. The usual: where am I, who are you, what did you do to me, if my friends find me here.. All the expected responses. So much for finding anything out on his own.] And why the heck is everybody so--green? [Just his luck that his hand slides off the microphone just in time for that.]