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hadriel2017-07-29 08:29 pm
doctoral_bird) wrote in hadriel2017-07-29 08:29 pm
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[ It took Malkus ages to work what should be a simple function on the phone. But soon enough his picture flashed over the network... For just a second, before his thumb obscured the camera. Much like an old man, he gripped the device awkwardly in both hands. ]
It doesn't seem to work. If I broke this I'm going to have hell to pay, oh goodness.
[ Well at least his voice was pretty clear... muffled and barely audible through his mask and that thumb covering the mic. ]
Well. Hellfire. I was going to... Maybe I can type it.
[ His thumb moved and revealed a look of concentration in the doctor's eyes as he fumbled with the keyboard. Soon enough an accompanying text message appeared beside the oblivious man's active video feed. He spoke the words slowly to himself as he typed. ]
what do folks need around here ? what is a hot commodity that may serve as say currency or a bartering tool as i may also need assistance one of these days
send
send
send message
[ Action/Audio 2 ]
[ Later in the day, Malkus can be found hanging upside down from his robes in one of the few trees in Hadriel's park. He seemed tired by now, but periodically let out a yell.
And if the man weren't clogging up the network enough, his voice rang out over the audio feed. ]
Help! I need aid! Help!
It doesn't seem to work. If I broke this I'm going to have hell to pay, oh goodness.
[ Well at least his voice was pretty clear... muffled and barely audible through his mask and that thumb covering the mic. ]
Well. Hellfire. I was going to... Maybe I can type it.
[ His thumb moved and revealed a look of concentration in the doctor's eyes as he fumbled with the keyboard. Soon enough an accompanying text message appeared beside the oblivious man's active video feed. He spoke the words slowly to himself as he typed. ]
what do folks need around here ? what is a hot commodity that may serve as say currency or a bartering tool as i may also need assistance one of these days
send
send
send message
[ Action/Audio 2 ]
[ Later in the day, Malkus can be found hanging upside down from his robes in one of the few trees in Hadriel's park. He seemed tired by now, but periodically let out a yell.
And if the man weren't clogging up the network enough, his voice rang out over the audio feed. ]
Help! I need aid! Help!
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[ Malkus took the phone from where he had set it and held it like an old man trying to take a selfie. His length mask obscured most of the view, but it seemed to be a trademark at this point. He whispered, muffling it further thanks to the mask. ]
Plants? Is it something to do with his arm? Is he cursed.
no subject
[Lup? Steal from him? Never.]
No, it has more to do with his creepy plant fetish we all pretend to ignore. Just, uh, a little quirk, but he's harmless.
no subject
[ It was a nervous laugh. Plant fetish? What the hell. Everyone had their kicks and kinks... But plants? ]
Harmless, indeed. But- I'll keep some of my herbiage up on a higher shelf.
no subject
Malkus' nervous laugh draws a much more sincere laugh out of the elf, who looks terribly amused with his discomfort.]
Yep! That's our Merle. I mean, maybe it's offensive of me to assume he's into all of 'em. He probably has a few he prefers over the rest. I dunno, can't say I've ever asked.