[Accidental Video]

[doudemoe]

 

[Don't you just love accidental videos Prospero? Certainly convinient when the phone user themselves isn't that much of a socializer. Right now, you're probably expecting shenanigans of hilarious proportion.

If so, you're in for a disappointment.

Because Minato is just standing out in the streets, underneath a lone tree, watching the falling snow. All is quiet, save for a sigh, breath frozen around him.]

 

So weird. To think last week it was spring.

 

[He removes hands from pockets, allowing the snowflakes to gather on his palms.]

 

It feels more like I've gone back in time, not forward.

 

[Suddenly, a clump of snow falls from the branches. There's a sound of startlement as he's covered in snow, followed by another sigh as he brushes himself off.]

 

Guess I'll get used to it.

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[blackestomen]

[What? Talk of going back in time? Again? This is quite possibly relevant to her interests.]

...time flows properly here. Did it not, where you hail from?

[doudemoe]

When did this turn on?...Whatever.

Yeah, it was normal. Why?

[blackestomen]

[...wait, what?]

My. That's interesting.

But ultimately irrelevant, I suppose, now that you're in this place.

[doudemoe]

I suppose.

And who are you?

[blackestomen]

[Her head lifts and she appears ready to make a proclamation.

She stops short, and pauses awkwardly.]

...Zeal. You may call me Zeal.

And you, young man?

[doudemoe]

[Weird name...well, whatever.]

Minato Arisato.

[blackestomen]

Minato, then? Shall I call you that?

[doudemoe]

Yeah, whatever.

[Get used to him saying that.]

[blackestomen]

...then I shall.

[It didn't much feel like there was a lot of conversation left. Her eyes wander away. She's looking bored, now.]

Well, then.

[doudemoe]

[Sorry. Minato's not the most epic conversationalist. (Sucks to be a silent protagonist.)]

Okay.

Is there anything else?

[blackestomen]

[Quite alright. Zeal's easily bored and hardly patient.]

...no. No, I believe that's all.