[The video cuts in to show Ken frowning down into the camera, breathing a little too hard and too fast, and biting his lip. Clearly he is looking for something in one of the Dreamberry's menus, jabbing at the keys beneath the screen; just as clearly he triggered the video feed in the process. The image shakes: he's grasping the Dreamberry as firmly as he can, but it doesn't seem to stop his hands from trembling. Confusion crosses his face for a moment or two as he tries to work out why the screen's changed, then he mutters a frustrated curse, but the audio doesn't seem to pick it up.
[The picture cartwheels madly as he tosses the Dreamberry onto the bank he's sitting on. When it lands and the tumbling stops, the screen shows nothing but a slice of sky, thin skeins of clouds drifting overhead. Sixty seconds later, the feed times out.]
[OOC: Ken's been dead for a week after Muraki murdered him, and has lost his voice as a penalty. Replies will be in the form of text messages, or possibly charades.]
[The picture cartwheels madly as he tosses the Dreamberry onto the bank he's sitting on. When it lands and the tumbling stops, the screen shows nothing but a slice of sky, thin skeins of clouds drifting overhead. Sixty seconds later, the feed times out.]
[OOC: Ken's been dead for a week after Muraki murdered him, and has lost his voice as a penalty. Replies will be in the form of text messages, or possibly charades.]
asdhfasdgh AMMY. *_*
Date: 2010-11-10 11:36 am (UTC)[So he's ready when the wolf shows up, though the red markings and the thing on her back come as something of a surprise. He starts, at first in simple confusion, but can't quite keep back the curiosity. That's really not just a wolf, is it?
[Hello, he's thinking - very likely it shows on his face. Who are you?]
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Date: 2010-11-11 03:44 am (UTC)[When she spots the look on his face, her tail wags slowly in greeting back. Taking a few steps closer she comes to stop before him and tilt her head lightly, after setting down the Dreamberry in her mouth she barks to him now.]
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Date: 2010-11-11 07:26 am (UTC)[Or... well, it's something persistently wolf-shaped, anyway, but for some reason Ken isn't inclined to judge her a threat in the way he normally would if a wolf started taking an interest in what he was doing while he was alone, unarmed and feeling decidedly off his game. He just, for whatever reason, really doesn't think she is one - perhaps it's the fact that she's got a Dreamberry in her mouth? - and Ken's nothing if he's not inclined to respond in part.
[So he just sits there and watches as she walks toward him, then shifts forward, holding out one hand - reasonably confident that it won't be bitten off, but unsure if a wolf smart enough to use a Dreamberry would want to be patted on the head.
[Man, this is way trickier than it looks.]
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Date: 2010-11-11 08:25 am (UTC)[Her tail wags a little faster behind her, using her paw to push her Dreamberry closer to show that it was on his post he had made. She tilts her head, whining a little. Was he new here? He didn't appear hurt, but he didn't seem too confused as he did during his post.]
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Date: 2010-11-11 09:32 am (UTC)[Didn't get him any closer as to what this creature actually was, but it seemed happy enough being large-canine-shaped that it liked the thought of being patted on the head, so Ken did that. Hopefully that extended to being scratched behind the ears, because he followed up a couple of awkward pats with that. He'd always been rather fond of dogs - the big ones, anyway, the ones that were calm and dignified and didn't follow him round barking and trying to eat the cuffs of his jeans, anyway.
[Ken would talk to her if only he could, but that's clearly out, and for all she's clearly a very clever wolf, he's not totally sure if texting would work in this instance. As it is he just carries on scratching her head, and smiles. It's nice just being round her, even if that's all he can be.]
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Date: 2010-11-11 11:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-12 12:00 am (UTC)[Of course, there's a momentary delay while Ken lifts his hand from atop her head and writes out his own reply, then holds up the Dreamberry for her to see:]
just a bit confused. i woke up here suddenly & i kinda wasn't expecting it & i lost my voice but i should be fine really. thanks
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Date: 2010-11-12 08:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-13 04:36 am (UTC)[Now if only he can think of a way to do it without incriminating himself.]
huh? oh no i've been here a while. its just been a weird couple days & i think i've probably got a cold. but i'm sure i'll be better in a day or 2
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Date: 2010-11-16 10:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-16 02:11 pm (UTC)[... just don't ask me what.]
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Date: 2010-11-17 05:51 am (UTC)