Video 08 → My Mistakes, Numbers 4,926 - 5,101

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[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.]

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[soloriens.livejournal.com]

[Though the glaive sword on her back and red markings come off strange, her appearance doesn't give off anything threatening. She had happened to be nearby when the post was made, and by the looks he was making- this wasn't where he was suppose to be. Nonetheless, she doesn't make any move to approach, simply watching and seeing that he isn't alarmed or frighten.]

[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.]

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

[Okay, so it's a wolf.

[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.]

[soloriens.livejournal.com]

[When the hand extends, Amaterasu accepts that as a invitation that he was alright with her being this close, and so takes the few steps closer to let the hand first touch the top of her muzzle before nudging it onto the top of her head.]

[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.]

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

[Definitely not just a wolf. Wolves didn't watch Dreamberry posts.

[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.]

[soloriens.livejournal.com]

[A happy whine at the given affection, continuing to wag her tail contently. She's glad that she's able to calm him, it's good to help relieve one of their stress and worries. Sometimes, words were not needed. But if she were to help further, she would have to ask. Her Dreamberry is slightly modified, with a more of a touch screen, with a given stylus to which she can use with her tail to write on the screen in a text format. Once she does so, she nudges the Dreamberry to him.]

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

[It should have been a surprise, to see a wolf using a Dreamberry, but hey. Ken was already convinced that she was no average wolf, pretty sure that she had the thing on her for a reason and... well, her presence really is pretty calming. Momentary startlement at seeing the wolf writing him a message quickly gives way to curiosity: Ken just sits there and watches, one hand absently scratching behind her ears, waiting to see what she has to say to him.

[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

[soloriens.livejournal.com]

[She tilts her head, puzzled, only one question coming to mind.]

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

[Has he what? Ken blinks, surprised. When did he say that-- oh, wait. Yeah, he can see how it could have sounded like he was new here. Well, better clear that up...

[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

[soloriens.livejournal.com]

[she gives a light nod.]

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

i should be fine i'm pretty sure i can find my way back from here just gotta get my bearings for a bit. please dont worry i'll figure something out

[... just don't ask me what.]

[soloriens.livejournal.com]

[Commence staring.]