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[ The moment the device starts up, it's pretty obvious the user isn't aware that it's recording. The feed is swinging back and forth in such a way that suggests that the person's just... walking, and they're not saying anything to address the communicator. Instead, the only sound that's heard for a while is the sound of mechanical footsteps... before Rock sighs and stops, leaning against a wall and taking a seat on the ground. ]

Well, that's five for five. [ He says, still not addressing the camera, although at least now it was angled in such a way that he could actually be seen. Messy brown hair, green eyes... and blue armor. Because kids wear armor. ] I guess I shouldn't have doubted those little guys...

[ But of course, it was in his nature to find answers. He'd been there when everyone first showed up, in that big group of people that woke up. And when the Moogles began explaining everything, the first thing Rock could think to do was to ask more and more questions, find out more about this place. But once he found out that he was, in fact, having a dream... he started keeping to himself. If only because he didn't want to make friends in his dream only to wake up trapped by himself in Elysium again.

The way things were looking though, it looked like he was going to be stuck here for a while. And he wasn't sure if he felt good or bad about that. ]


... Well, I'm not trapped in a moon here, at least. [ He said, as a bit of a joke. And then reached a hand up off-screen to seemingly pet something. His petting was met with a purr, presumably from a Meow Wow. And Rock couldn't help but smile at it after that. ] That's a plus, right?
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[The video flickers on to show both Wash and North in what looks like one of the hotel rooms. It’s far enough away that it’s obvious they’ve set it up on a flat surface somewhere. Wash is still wearing his helmet; old habits die very hard.]

Hey. Does anyone know anything about these Dream Eater things? We know they can fight and that you can make them from little rainbow pieces; aside from that, I’ve got nothing.

[There’s a squeak from offscreen, and Wash looks over-] Hey, get over here. [-and leans out of the frame.]

[North, meanwhile, has his helmet off, because all things considered, this area’s probably safe and he can let his guard down a bit. ]

Also, do they all carry loose change or something? It’s an odd way of making money.

[He glances over at Wash.]

Everything alright, Wash?

Yeah, fine, just- c’mere!

[There’s more squeaking offscreen, and finally Wash leans back into the frame, pulling his bat into his lap. The bat squeaks piteously, and it’s pretty obvious that one wing is bandaged.]

Is there a vet around here, or someone who knows how to take care of this? [He gestures at the bandage.] I can do this much, but that’s about it.

[Responses will come from both Wash ([personal profile] unrecovered) and North ([personal profile] brodakota).]

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