Luke Triton (
lookprofessor) wrote in
genessia2015-03-11 09:41 pm
Fourth Puzzle [Accidental Video]
[The room is mostly dark when the video feed turns on, but maybe that's because the camera is propped oddly next to a book on a table. One pink paw-pad is visible as Luke's pet fennec fox steps on the screen. It's her, clearly, that's triggered the camera to turn on.
Further away is Luke, in pajamas without his hat and standing on a chair, struggling with what looks like a piece of plastic. With a little straining, it's probably clear that he's in front of a window. Just to the side of the chair is the weekly Genessia Tribune. His voice is quiet, and he's talking to himself.]
Suna, I wish they'd stop throwing rocks through the window with the newspaper. This is really hard to cover up. At least I already have a tarp--
[Oh. Well, he was actually pretty close to getting the window covered, until he leaned a bit too far to the right and toppled the chair. With a startled yelp, down he goes, landing squarely on his bum. Suna seems startled by the fall herself--she darts off the table and in doing so knocks off the camera, cutting the video feed off.]
Further away is Luke, in pajamas without his hat and standing on a chair, struggling with what looks like a piece of plastic. With a little straining, it's probably clear that he's in front of a window. Just to the side of the chair is the weekly Genessia Tribune. His voice is quiet, and he's talking to himself.]
Suna, I wish they'd stop throwing rocks through the window with the newspaper. This is really hard to cover up. At least I already have a tarp--
[Oh. Well, he was actually pretty close to getting the window covered, until he leaned a bit too far to the right and toppled the chair. With a startled yelp, down he goes, landing squarely on his bum. Suna seems startled by the fall herself--she darts off the table and in doing so knocks off the camera, cutting the video feed off.]

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At the offer of tea she blinks herself, peering at the cup and saucer. And then she breathes out a mild laugh, a smile quirking her lips.]
You're not a bad kid, hm.
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It wouldn't be proper to not thank you. You came all the way here just to help me.
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[She says as much with such a mild lilt to her tone that she doesn't sound mean or harsh so much as amused.]
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[See? He can joke along too.
The boy putters behind the counter, producing a sugar bowl and, moments later, a small container of milk.]
The Professor likes his tea with a bit of cream and sugar. And...um, I'm not sure what you'd like best so...