[The video feed begins with snowflakes steadily falling against a pale sky, until they're tossed from their path by the chilly breeze.
Viewed from below, a man leans slightly forward over the camera, scrutinizing the device with a frown.
From what can be seen of him, he's dressed in a high-collared outfit with an alternating red and black pattern of lines and a red-rimmed black conductor's hat. He's also sporting impressive sideburns, along with that austere expression.]
Camera check! [He throws his arm out with a great deal of flourish, gesturing animatedly with his left hand, as in engaging in a conversation with someone off-screen.] Call-on signal green! Point and call to signal OK!
[He finally addresses whoever's watching, eyes trained on the camera again.]
Hello. I ask your forgiveness for the delay and thank you for your patience, as I am uncertain of the proper procedure to operate this device. It is not mine, but... the circumstances left me with no choice but to use it. I will return it to its rightful owner if necessary.
I am Nobori of the Raimon City Underground and this is Chandela.
[His harsh stare is broken when he looks up as a second figure floats into view for its introduction; it appears to be a strange cross between a plump purple balloon and a chandelier, its elongated black arms bearing tall purple flames at their tips, dancing in the frosty breeze it rides upon.]
It would appear that my partner and I are hopelessly lost.
[It peers curiously through the screen with its round yellow eyes and sewn-shut smile, before floating away so that the man can resume.]
Where are we? There are strange, famished Koduck everywhere and it's snowing as if it were winter... it was summer, where I was last.
Viewed from below, a man leans slightly forward over the camera, scrutinizing the device with a frown.
From what can be seen of him, he's dressed in a high-collared outfit with an alternating red and black pattern of lines and a red-rimmed black conductor's hat. He's also sporting impressive sideburns, along with that austere expression.]
Camera check! [He throws his arm out with a great deal of flourish, gesturing animatedly with his left hand, as in engaging in a conversation with someone off-screen.] Call-on signal green! Point and call to signal OK!
[He finally addresses whoever's watching, eyes trained on the camera again.]
Hello. I ask your forgiveness for the delay and thank you for your patience, as I am uncertain of the proper procedure to operate this device. It is not mine, but... the circumstances left me with no choice but to use it. I will return it to its rightful owner if necessary.
I am Nobori of the Raimon City Underground and this is Chandela.
[His harsh stare is broken when he looks up as a second figure floats into view for its introduction; it appears to be a strange cross between a plump purple balloon and a chandelier, its elongated black arms bearing tall purple flames at their tips, dancing in the frosty breeze it rides upon.]
It would appear that my partner and I are hopelessly lost.
[It peers curiously through the screen with its round yellow eyes and sewn-shut smile, before floating away so that the man can resume.]
Where are we? There are strange, famished Koduck everywhere and it's snowing as if it were winter... it was summer, where I was last.
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