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[cold_dry_pieces]

|[ video ]|

[A flash of white, a burst of static. The feed comes on at on odd angle, showing an unremarkable City ceiling. The device, knocked off a counter, rolls a little, angling up from the floor to show a boy climbing up onto a chair so he can reach the kitchen cabinets. He knocks over a couple of boxes but manages not to break anything, before gingerly climbing down with a bowl in hand. This he sets on the counter, shuts the door, then shoves the chair back off screen. Tossing his dark hair out of his eyes, he comes back for the bowl and vanishes from the video, which stays trained on the now-closed cabinet until it times out.]




|[ooc; small Biney is small! replies from all_he_saw ]|

Comments

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

Can I get sprinkles?

[synanthrope]

If that's what you want, yes.

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

Okay.

[synanthrope]

I'll pick you up.

My name is Saya.

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

Okay. [He takes a minute to work this through.] I dunno where this is though.

[synanthrope]

There's a button labeled video. Turn it on.

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

[He pushes a few buttons, causing a number of abnormal noises and strings of text before hitting the right one. It pans around his apartment, fuzzy and out of focus.]

[synanthrope]

Go outside and show me what you see.

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

There's just hallways outside.

[Clever boy goes to the window instead, and manages to point the lens out there.]

[synanthrope]

I know where you are.

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

Okay.

[The picture wavers and blurs as he steps away from the window and sets the network device on a table. He's pretty sure never talk to strangers doesn't apply in dreams, after all.]