i ✧ action/voice

[ushiromania.livejournal.com]

[It's just a few minutes past lunch time, and the sun was making sure everyone knew the time, too. The heat wasn't helping the temper of that little girl walking around in the streets.

It didn't help either that she was wearing some sort of giant poofy dress. It sure is hot in that!

She has that phone she received when she woke up in her hand. To be honest, she has no idea how to use something so... advanced. But she manages to press something that seemed to say "CALL", and upon pressing that, she puts her ear into the receiver and exclaims:]

What is this supposed to be, anyway!?

first tablet ; a new world ; [ video ]

[best-bro.livejournal.com]

( tl;dr enkidu knocks the phone over. oh he's happy too )

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[ The video blips on and it's on its side. The setting is familiar; a hotel room like which one wakes up from when arriving. There is laughing and happy cheers as a young man with long, dark brown hair and mocha skin bounds around the room. He is smiling and certainly happy. ]

I am hearty, healthy and hale again! The illness is gone!

[ He continues laughing as suddenly a foot comes down and steps on the camera. The man immediately takes his foot off and the celebrations end. Several moments pass before he picks it up, holding it upside down with fingers over the lens. The camera shakes unsteadily as the man's hands readjust around the phone, causing the camera to panning  around the room and over his body several times. He is naked. It steadies again with the shot mostly finger-less as the device is held close to the man's face. His eyes are a clear gray-blue and they glare at the lens. ]

What is this?

One [Video]: In Which Klaus Demands Answers

[myblimpisbigger.livejournal.com]

[Suddenly, a video feed clicks on. The image is blurry and moving sporadically: this video is clearly accidental.]

--pears to be some sort of... oh.

[The image stabilizes somewhat. It reveals itself to be the face of an older man with absolutely ridiculous hair, looking very Perplexed but altogether Intrigued.]

Interesting. I assume this is some manner of recording or communication device, then. And if you press --

[The feed clicks off suddenly, and then returns a few seconds later.]

-- relatively simple, all things considered. If only the buttons weren't so deucedly small... but it will have to do.

I am Baron Klaus Wulfenbach and, if anyone is listening, I would like some answers. A cursory investigation of this place has made it painfully obvious that I am very, very far from my homeland and, it appears, my place in relative space-time. I would like an explanation from someone more familiar with this universe as to where I am, when I am and, perhaps, the general history of this city. It is discomfiting enough to be removed from one's home when one is in the middle of attempting to stop a war; it is far worse to be removed to somewhere that one knows nothing about. Thus, I require information, if you please, and quickly.

[And he'll just stay on the damn phone until someone answers him, too. How long can you resist that Imperious Stare, Prospero?]