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bravenewworld2014-05-15 09:41 pm
aerial_ace) wrote in bravenewworld2014-05-15 09:41 pm
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First Spear -- Video/Action
( Forward-dated to the morning after the fon Fabre Spring Gala. )
[A somewhat tired redhead comes on the feed. Despite being a bit jet-lagged, she holds herself with a bit of poise. Her hair is in place, despite having been tied back and curled the night before, and, even though it is early morning, she is fully dressed in a tunic and slacks.]
Good morning. I apologize for not being present of late. Ranger work has kept me quite busy, and, what I thought would be a pleasant vacation turned into a rescue of sorts.
Which leads me to why I'm here on the network. I happened upon a young gentleman at the Forest Shrine, who I believe may be from Union. However, when asked, he could not remember a thing, save his name; Robin. He is currently asleep, yet I was hoping that someone may know something. He appears to be around the same age as me, with white hair. I understand that this isn't much to go on, but I am hoping to get him a warp band today, to help further the search for friends and family that may recognize him.
[A beat, and a smile.]
In any case, I want to thank everyone who attended the party last night, including those that perhaps were not invited. You made my aunt very, very happy.
( Action. )
[As the sun begins to filter through the curtains, the smell of breakfast begins to waft through the small flat. An open book sits on the dining room table, and Cordelia moves between it and the stove. There appears to be more than enough for her, as well as her pokemon.
Houndour follows at her heels, moving between the stove and the table, looking for handouts, while Hoothoot sits on her perch in the living room, preening herself and half-dozing. Ducklett, her newest addition, slowly carts plates over toward the table to help set it--five in total.]
[A somewhat tired redhead comes on the feed. Despite being a bit jet-lagged, she holds herself with a bit of poise. Her hair is in place, despite having been tied back and curled the night before, and, even though it is early morning, she is fully dressed in a tunic and slacks.]
Good morning. I apologize for not being present of late. Ranger work has kept me quite busy, and, what I thought would be a pleasant vacation turned into a rescue of sorts.
Which leads me to why I'm here on the network. I happened upon a young gentleman at the Forest Shrine, who I believe may be from Union. However, when asked, he could not remember a thing, save his name; Robin. He is currently asleep, yet I was hoping that someone may know something. He appears to be around the same age as me, with white hair. I understand that this isn't much to go on, but I am hoping to get him a warp band today, to help further the search for friends and family that may recognize him.
[A beat, and a smile.]
In any case, I want to thank everyone who attended the party last night, including those that perhaps were not invited. You made my aunt very, very happy.
( Action. )
[As the sun begins to filter through the curtains, the smell of breakfast begins to waft through the small flat. An open book sits on the dining room table, and Cordelia moves between it and the stove. There appears to be more than enough for her, as well as her pokemon.
Houndour follows at her heels, moving between the stove and the table, looking for handouts, while Hoothoot sits on her perch in the living room, preening herself and half-dozing. Ducklett, her newest addition, slowly carts plates over toward the table to help set it--five in total.]
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