[The camera opens to some slight shifting as it traces the path of the ethereal being it has been pointed at, there is a slight bit of delay and the furious sound of a pen on paper in the very near background. Anima, a Misdreavous, is eagerly flitting about somewhere in Goldenrod while a certain mad scientist is taking notes.]
...not entirely unlike their p-p-power, however so very different in so very profoundly many ways. So many subspecies with infinitely many different potential uses and talents. A nearly inexhaustible amount of resources here for research...
[The camera pauses as Anima is now staring directly into it and beyond it. It makes a few cries, then passes through the camera and begins to do...something. Immediately the camera shifts wildly in various directions and Agnus makes a very obvious noise of irritation.]
...not entirely unlike their p-p-power, however so very different in so very profoundly many ways. So many subspecies with infinitely many different potential uses and talents. A nearly inexhaustible amount of resources here for research...
[The camera pauses as Anima is now staring directly into it and beyond it. It makes a few cries, then passes through the camera and begins to do...something. Immediately the camera shifts wildly in various directions and Agnus makes a very obvious noise of irritation.]
Anima. Anima! Return that at once, you m-m-m-miserable phantom! Anima! I am p-p-perfectly aware of where I need to be.
[Cut to Agnus' face, sans monocle, noticeably irritated. Anima hovers around him enthusiastically.]
It was my assumption that these strange c-creatures would prove vastly less unwieldy to a keen wit and immovable will. They most certainly do not. [He reaches out and snatches the monocle back up from the creature when it is unexpected, then places it back on his face calmly.]
If any members of the O-order of t-t-the Sword are present on this band, I advise you to contact me immediately. Chief Alchemist Agnus, reporting. Awaiting c-c-c-contact, over and out. [The broadcast cuts out, but the link is left open for contact.]
[video]
Date: 2012-05-07 09:40 am (UTC)From:[He pauses and adjusts his monocle before staring flatly at the other male.]
My 'vocals' function p-p-p-p-p...perfectly.
[video]
Date: 2012-05-07 09:45 am (UTC)From:I've known a few guys who've caught lasers with their necks, and their vocals never did function right after that.
[video] I have waited so hard to use this- you have no idea.
Date: 2012-05-07 09:48 am (UTC)From:[He slams his fists down on something irritably, then picks up a clipboard and begins to jot down information furiously.]
Nearly as foul-mouthed and irritably coy as that d-d-d-d-d...devil brat. I do not take kindly in the least to your t-t-t-type.
[video] Yaaaaay! Do I get a prize? Also going to bed, will tag back tomorrow!
Date: 2012-05-07 09:52 am (UTC)From:If you want foul-mouthed and irritating, I can fragging give you foul-mouthed and irritating.
[Video] He is planning SO MUCH DEATH HERE OH MAN.
Date: 2012-05-07 10:11 am (UTC)From:If I wanted 'foul-mouthed and irritating' I would be speaking to the little demonic prat. I have no idea who you are, and to be p-p-p-p-p-...perfectly honest I could utterly care less. If your only intention was to insult a man for his speech, begone.
[video] GO AHEAD AND TRY IT
Date: 2012-05-07 03:51 pm (UTC)From:[Video]
Date: 2012-05-07 09:23 pm (UTC)From:[He finishes writing, then reaches a hand up to adjust his monocle.]
Or do I assume t-t-too much to think you might catch that?
[Video]
Date: 2012-05-08 02:40 am (UTC)From: