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► eighth sketch [Video]
Feb. 12th, 2011 10:40 am[The video feed opens to Naminé looking quite serious, her lips set in a determined line as she faces the gear. It's like it's taking all her willpower not to shut the thing off. She takes a deep breath.
Opens her mouth.
Closes it, slumping.
Opens it again--
And visibly slumps again, shaking her head and mumbling to herself.]
... what am I doing... maybe it really is better I don't go... we might leave on that day too so...
[As she ponders this, a Murkrow lands on her shoulder, tilting it's head at the gear.
And then suddenly pecking at it-- CUE FRANTIC TRAINER]
Shore, n--!
[And it ends. Looks like that wasn't meant to be sent out.]
[ooc: SHE'S SORRY SHE DISAPPOINTED YOU, KAIRI. <-- for reference?]
Opens her mouth.
Closes it, slumping.
Opens it again--
And visibly slumps again, shaking her head and mumbling to herself.]
... what am I doing... maybe it really is better I don't go... we might leave on that day too so...
[As she ponders this, a Murkrow lands on her shoulder, tilting it's head at the gear.
And then suddenly pecking at it-- CUE FRANTIC TRAINER]
Shore, n--!
[And it ends. Looks like that wasn't meant to be sent out.]
[ooc: SHE'S SORRY SHE DISAPPOINTED YOU, KAIRI. <-- for reference?]
