Nov 25, 2010 09:36
[Although the camera is obscured by a pale hand, every sound made near the Forge is clearly audible. The wind rushing by the microphone, soft padding footsteps as the carrier moves across what looks like a rooftop as his hand slips off of the device and sends the Forge clattering to the ground.]
[The person who had been holding it stands a few feet away, and there isn't much visible except for a stormy grey sky. Finally he moves closer, and leans over to see the apparently foreign item better. His long black hair hangs over the camera for a moment, until he straightens and stares down.]
[His expression is perfectly placid, but he doesn't bend down or bother to pick up the Forge.]
[And when he speaks, his voice is perfectly clear despite his distance from the microphone.]
Hmph.
[A pause.]
My brothers are not here.
[And then, he smiles.]
zack fair,
!hades,
lavi,
yazoo