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driftfleet2016-12-01 11:16 pm
arcanepower) wrote in driftfleet2016-12-01 11:16 pm
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Who: Belthazar and you!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: The Bishop.
When: 12/1, evening.
[video;]
[Much like before-- over a year ago, now-- Belthazar wakes up in a daze. He feels cold all over, a little sick, and he realizes that he's actually felt this before. There's a nice coating of dust all over his room, and an unexpected gift of red clothes folded at the end of his bed. It's... what he was wearing. A gift from Adrasteius, after...
... Ah, his memories are all scrambled again. He wonders how many years it's been this time.
He moves to put on his normal undershirt, but it seems tighter than he remembers, and the sleeves are shorter by a few inches, which makes the wrist-covering part look stupid. It is with great reluctance that he flips on the video feed, still sporting the same bedhead as before.]
According to my communicator, I've only been asleep for about a week... but I can tell you that it felt far, far longer. I apologize for completely missing the feast I had planned. It appears I was sent back home again.
[He clears his throat.]
Also, if-- if anyone has any skill at sewing or altering clothing, I could use a little help. The robes Kirian made me do not fit anymore.
Broadcast: Yes
Action: The Bishop.
When: 12/1, evening.
[video;]
[Much like before-- over a year ago, now-- Belthazar wakes up in a daze. He feels cold all over, a little sick, and he realizes that he's actually felt this before. There's a nice coating of dust all over his room, and an unexpected gift of red clothes folded at the end of his bed. It's... what he was wearing. A gift from Adrasteius, after...
... Ah, his memories are all scrambled again. He wonders how many years it's been this time.
He moves to put on his normal undershirt, but it seems tighter than he remembers, and the sleeves are shorter by a few inches, which makes the wrist-covering part look stupid. It is with great reluctance that he flips on the video feed, still sporting the same bedhead as before.]
According to my communicator, I've only been asleep for about a week... but I can tell you that it felt far, far longer. I apologize for completely missing the feast I had planned. It appears I was sent back home again.
[He clears his throat.]
Also, if-- if anyone has any skill at sewing or altering clothing, I could use a little help. The robes Kirian made me do not fit anymore.
video;
[Yes, he's blushing. And getting a little defensive.]
Y-yes, I am in my room, but... are you sure? It is nothing lewd, just... something on my back.
video;
[she tilts her head]
. . . n-no, it isn't lewd. I don't mind, it's just your back. I'm coming over.
video;
[He's still deeply embarrassed by showing any kind of skin, so he's holding his shirt to his chest when she reaches his (open) door. And not making eye contact.]
I should have a small tattoo in the shape of a red shield. It is the crest of Anor'thalion-- my adoptive father's house. I only received this tattoo a year ago on my world, so if I have it here... then it proves I am not making it up.
Because of the location, though, I can't see it by myself.
[He shifts around and pulls his hair back. His shoulderblades are marked with a tattoo reminiscent of a star chart, except made of tiny arcane runes; the bright blue ink accents are clearly magical. But there is also a shield in the center of his back with a sun on it, as he mentioned.]
Do you see it?