irregular: (say that again-- actually don't.)
[The voice feed cuts in, but for a moment there's nothing to hear. Just the sound of rustling leaves and branches, and the whip of wind, and someone cursing softly and indistinctly under their breath as they attempt to grapple with the not-Dreamberry thing.

[Then a voice. Young, male, a little panicked.]


Uh, hello? Can anybody hear me?

I'm, um... This is gonna sound stupid but I'm up on top of a tree and I'm a bit... well... I've got stuck! [Giggling. Slightly hysterical, that giggling]. I don't think I'm gonna fall but it's kinda a bit whoops--

[Static for a moment, then the voice cuts back in.]

--ddamn Dreamberry!

Does anyone have a ladder?

[On the plus side, the view is great.]
irregular: (can't you go to hell for that?)
[Filtered from Weiss]

[Ken, wearing a blue apron, is standing in what appears to be the stockroom of Nectar.]

So...

[He hesitates for a moment, gazing around himself apprehensively, clearly worried he might be overheard. When he turns back to the screen, he closes his eyes briefly and takes a deep breath, as if steeling himself for something.]

What would it take to make you decide you couldn't be yourself any more?