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leftinbasketforfbi) wrote2012-09-20 03:55 pm
leftinbasketforfbi) wrote2012-09-20 03:55 pm
2nd Book Read A Accidental Video/Action for Cherrygrove Ω
[Click.
A big paw is batting at the Gear.]
Yang, stop playing with that.
[The Gear is showing the ceiling of an inn in Cherrygrove. A slender hand comes down on the camera briefly, and then the Gear is set on a table, and it shows Spencer Reid (considerably more calm now than he was on Sunday) walking back to the bed, where a very cranky Absol sits with a Munna egg wrapped in a warm towel next to him.
Also, there's half a library's worth of books piled around the room. No, seriously, if you put them all in one stack, it'd nearly be Reid's height.
Absol makes a irritable grunting noise.]
I know, I know, but we'll go out for some fresh air soon, promise. I just need to get through some more of these.
[He picks up a brick-sized book seemingly at random, sitting down on the bed with his legs crossed before placing the wrapped up egg in his lap. In retrospect, he probably shouldn't have taken one before he knew what he was doing, but he doesn't really trust the textbooks here that much and wants to make observations of development by himself.
Yes, someone has started to consider the possibility that he's not completely insane. Since he might not be insane, he wants to learn about where he is, and he wants to learn everything.
He opens up the book and started fanning through the pages, as if he were trying to find his spot, but he doesn't stop. He turns the pages so fast that he can't possibly be reading them, so it's unclear what he's doing.]
Give me half an hour. We'll go out then. And if you really want to, I guess we can go into the woods and find something for you to fight.
[...No, he still hasn't noticed that Yang turned on the Gear. People who told him this wasn't a prank should feel free to gloat and say they told him so.]
A big paw is batting at the Gear.]
Yang, stop playing with that.
[The Gear is showing the ceiling of an inn in Cherrygrove. A slender hand comes down on the camera briefly, and then the Gear is set on a table, and it shows Spencer Reid (considerably more calm now than he was on Sunday) walking back to the bed, where a very cranky Absol sits with a Munna egg wrapped in a warm towel next to him.
Also, there's half a library's worth of books piled around the room. No, seriously, if you put them all in one stack, it'd nearly be Reid's height.
Absol makes a irritable grunting noise.]
I know, I know, but we'll go out for some fresh air soon, promise. I just need to get through some more of these.
[He picks up a brick-sized book seemingly at random, sitting down on the bed with his legs crossed before placing the wrapped up egg in his lap. In retrospect, he probably shouldn't have taken one before he knew what he was doing, but he doesn't really trust the textbooks here that much and wants to make observations of development by himself.
Yes, someone has started to consider the possibility that he's not completely insane. Since he might not be insane, he wants to learn about where he is, and he wants to learn everything.
He opens up the book and started fanning through the pages, as if he were trying to find his spot, but he doesn't stop. He turns the pages so fast that he can't possibly be reading them, so it's unclear what he's doing.]
Give me half an hour. We'll go out then. And if you really want to, I guess we can go into the woods and find something for you to fight.
[...No, he still hasn't noticed that Yang turned on the Gear. People who told him this wasn't a prank should feel free to gloat and say they told him so.]
[video]
Except not really, because this guy sure is using some unusual words.]
Uhmn. [Hi, just let me politely interrupt you here?] I don't really know what any of that stuff is? It's probably way, way in the future where--er, when--I'm from. Besides, I already have a prosthetic foot.
[You modern folk were so weird about amputations.]
[video]
[Slightly furrowed brow.] You already have a prosthetic? [At your age?] How did you--how did you lose your foot?
[video]
[Yep, this stringbean. A viking.
The other answer was a more difficult one, and probably just as ridiculous-sounding.]
The specifics are a little fuzzy, but I was battling a dragon and got knocked off my own. When I woke up, I was at home and had a brand new foot.
[video]
And this kid is now talking about dragons.
...Well now Reid doesn't know if his knowledge of Vikings is even applicable.]
Well... I know you're not far in my world's past, because while we had Vikings, we've never had dragons in anything but stories. I don't know how much of what I know is--hold on, please, hold on.
[Reid moves away from the communicator. Then he comes back with a notebook and a pencil, scribbling something down quickly and showing him a hastily scribbled series of runes. He's included long-branch, short-twig, and staveless, just in case Hiccup has only seen one form of the writing.]
Do you recognize these at all?
[video]
'No dragons' seems to be a pretty common thing for people here.
[He waits patiently for Reid, lightly beginning to fan himself because by gods was it hot. At the sight of the runes, he perks up a little.]
Yeah! Most of 'em, sure. Not any from the bottom line, though.