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1st roar [ video ]
Hn. It's working. No, get away from it. I don't want you to break it.
[ The feed clicks on, revealing a very familiar voice; eventually the camera function starts up, zooming in and out on the neckline of a white t-shirt. After a few moments, the person holding the device seems to be satisfied that they've figured out all its functions, and the camera pans up to finally reveal one scarred, frowning face. The eyes are dark, the brow only slightly furrowed; while Leon's face is difficult to read on a good day, he looks particularly subdued today. Anyone familiar with him knows this is because he is royally pissed. ]
If the words 'Hollow Bastion Restoration Committee' ring any bells, now'd be a good time to speak up. I--hey, careful.
[ A massive metal shape comes into view--Skarmory's head, peering down at the camera. Those big blue eyes are bright and alert, seeming incredibly out of place in a face that looks like it could rip someone in half. Skarmory makes a raucous, curious noise, somewhere between a chirp and grinding sawblades. Leon gently but firmly uses his arm to push the bird out of the way. ]
Anyone with any clear information on what to do with--that-- [ He glances away from the camera; it's pretty clear he's talking about Skarmory. ] --would be appreciated.
[ A pause. ]
Thank you.
[ The feed clicks off. ]
[ The feed clicks on, revealing a very familiar voice; eventually the camera function starts up, zooming in and out on the neckline of a white t-shirt. After a few moments, the person holding the device seems to be satisfied that they've figured out all its functions, and the camera pans up to finally reveal one scarred, frowning face. The eyes are dark, the brow only slightly furrowed; while Leon's face is difficult to read on a good day, he looks particularly subdued today. Anyone familiar with him knows this is because he is royally pissed. ]
If the words 'Hollow Bastion Restoration Committee' ring any bells, now'd be a good time to speak up. I--hey, careful.
[ A massive metal shape comes into view--Skarmory's head, peering down at the camera. Those big blue eyes are bright and alert, seeming incredibly out of place in a face that looks like it could rip someone in half. Skarmory makes a raucous, curious noise, somewhere between a chirp and grinding sawblades. Leon gently but firmly uses his arm to push the bird out of the way. ]
Anyone with any clear information on what to do with--that-- [ He glances away from the camera; it's pretty clear he's talking about Skarmory. ] --would be appreciated.
[ A pause. ]
Thank you.
[ The feed clicks off. ]
text; (building up that tension, y/y)
[ It's not liking tell him that he has a double here will help any. Squall's still not sure what to think about this and somehow he doubts the other male would too. Yeah... better leave off the introduction a little more. Maybe. ]
video; it's sexy tension
[ He has an inkling he knows who this is, and it's not endearing him at all. In fact, he's getting progressively more annoyed. ]
text; (very sexy *licks them*)
[ A half lie, really. Aerith was someone trusted but his personal definition of what 'friends' were needed work on. Though by most people's opinions... She could be a friend. ]
video; (ghjfdk that sexy sweep of hair)
What did she say?
text; (*shamelessly uses a completely out-of-context icon*)
video;
Did they, now? Do tell.