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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. ]
video;
Something like that. And get badges and whatnot.
You're new here, too, then?
Re: video;
Fresh off the boat, as it were. Leon; nice to meet you.
video;
Lockon. It's nice to meet you, too. I guess new people wind up here every week and our tickets were up. [He chuckles softly and pats the dog who really wants to go eat that bird...]
permavid;
[ He gently reminds Skarmory, who is getting too close to the screen, to step back. She caws lightly, then walks off a little ways, figuring neither Lockon nor his mean Growlithe were of any interest. ]
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So I've already figured out. At least it's a nice place.
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Have you hit the road already?
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Not yet. I'm thinking of heading out tomorrow, if anything. I met a girl named Carly who is probably going to join me.
Would you like to come with us?
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