[Video] 001 ☽

[messianic]

[At first, when your SFC clicks on, all that can be seen is blue--the blue of the ocean above the barrier. The video seems to be...rocking back and forth, slowly, and the gentle slap slap slap of what might be...small waves...? against something can be heard.

A long pause.

Then the video shifts and changes before settling on a young man who seems to be...lying down, holding the SFC up, peering at it.

A red light...?]

...It's recording...?

[A puzzled (and slightly soggy) blink, and he begins to sit up.]

Why am I on a boat--

[Too late. His sitting up tilts the small boat off balance.

Tilting--

Splash!

...oops.

ooc: feel free to respond with either video or action, guys!]

Comments

[messianic]

[After he manages to get out of the lake (though still dripping quite a lot, yes), he turns his attention back to the starfish shaped communicator in his hand.]

Yes, I'm fine, thanks.

[...Though yes, definitely wet. Drip. Drip. Drip.]

'Arrived' where?

[noblenaivete.livejournal.com]

The name of this location is Vatheon.

[She glances elsewhere - likely at a clock - and pauses.]

Well, you have a bit of time, but it would be best to prepare anyway. Would you be in need of any assistance?

[messianic]

[A bit of time-- A bit of time before what? That's a little concerning, but um.]

Thank you, but I think I'll be okay. But...is something supposed to happen soon?

[noblenaivete.livejournal.com]

When night falls, things are a bit more disastrous as we receive some unpleasant company within the city. I encourage you to settle yourself at a safehouse after you dry up.

[messianic]

[Unpleasant company. He can guess what sort of thing that would be a euphemism for.]

I'll keep that in mind.

[Um. Name...?]

Oh-- My name is Minato Arisato. Thank you for the help.

[noblenaivete.livejournal.com]

It's a pleasure to make your acquaintaince, Mister Arisato. My name is Natalia.

It's nothing much... there really is a bit more to cover, if you have digested the information so far well enough?

[messianic]

[Natalia...? He was right in guessing that she was foreign, then.]

I'd appreciate whatever information you could give me, Natalia-san.

[noblenaivete.livejournal.com]

I suppose to start off, everything is free so acquiring new attire shouldn't be an issue.

The natives are very kind and generous with what they have to offer, so I personally requst that you treat them well in return. They are not directely involved with us being brought here as far as I can tell.

[messianic]

[Nod nod nod.]

Do we have any information on who--or what--did bring us here?

[noblenaivete.livejournal.com]

Not necessarilly. There are suspects but there is no gain in placing blame without evidence.

[messianic]

That is true. If it is such a mystery, though...a way out might be heavily connected to who brought us here, and why.

[noblenaivete.livejournal.com]

I would assume so. Nonetheless there are living circumstances that make it of the utmost importance to speak with those in charge soon.

[messianic]

...Would that be related to the 'disastrous company' that shows up when it is night time?

[noblenaivete.livejournal.com]

Ah yes, they are definitely a part of it.

May I inquire as to whether or not you know how to defend yourself?

[messianic]

[...So it really is serious. A placid nod. Even if he looks like a sleepy teen, he also doesn't hesitate at all.]

Yes, I can defend myself. ...What exactly is going to happen?

[noblenaivete.livejournal.com]

How fortunate. Well, some pirate ruffians will show up at some point and the threat they pose is quite real. I do not suggest trying your luck against them, but rather take advantage of the available safehouses.

[messianic]

Thank you. I'll do my best to avoid them.

[He nods.]

...Have you been here long, then?

[He's curious about a lot of things. :|a]

[noblenaivete.livejournal.com]

Oh, not at all. Hardly two weeks, but one must learn to be adaptable.

[sagely nod, yep. so much experience with this one, you know?]

[messianic]

[Right. So worldly and experienced. He nods again, then. Adaptability is good, yep.]

I see.

[...]

Have you been fighting these pirates for two weeks?

[.___.a Really?]

[noblenaivete.livejournal.com]

Oh! No, they are merely a recent addition. It is otherwise a rather calm place, thank goodness.

[messianic]

Ah. That is good to hear.

[Hmm. Drip. Drip. Drip. He's walking even as they talk, looking around, prooobably for dry clothes.]