( Private Action )
[Video / Action at the Bay]
[The feed starts up with the view of a dog's nose sniffing at the camera lens. There's some muttering in another language - one that might be identified as French - before the excited corgi is pulled away from the camera and there's instead a black-haired man with blue and white ear feathers clad in a dark blue uniform looking a little perplexed at the feed.]Aight, is this thing on?
It can't be that hard to work this thing.I'll skip the whole
"where am I" slash "take me to your leader" crap 'cuz I'm sure you've allll heard that one to death already. I'd
also say it's a criminal offense to kidnap a member of the military, but I imagine that doesn't mean jack here either.
If nothing else, I appreciate that they waited to kidnap me until
after Valentine's so I didn't stand up my date.
She would've had my head on a silver platter if that happened.[ ... Oh. He's going off on a tangent. Whoops.]...
anyway, the name's Mobius. And this-
[He points the phone down to the corgi on the ground next to him, which was chasing his tiny tail] -is Quatre. And as it turns out, I'm not
allowed to stay at the provided lougings because the bastards don't allow dogs. And I'm not leaving him outside.
I guess what I'm getting at is assuming no one's secretly a serial killer, we could use a couch to crash on long enough for me to get settled in this place. If no one would mind, that is. I dunno how hard it is to get work in this place.
[He pauses, then coughs.]I'm not always this grumpy, I promise. My last name isn't Oculus.
[Haaaah, digs at his best friend.]