[Video] [From the Marivisa] [Public to the Fleet]

[timelysteward]

[The first angle you see of the phone screen is, strangely enough, looking up at one of the ceilings of the Marivisa. Out of the corner of the screen, you can the edge of a shelf, or perhaps a desk. Slowly peering over the edge, you can see a small, Baroque style clock.

Which has eyes. And a mouth. And it's two hands twitch on the side of his small mechanical face like whiskers. You cannot believe you can make this out, but yes, it does in fact look like the clock is scowling downwards.

Then sighing. Rather dramatically, at that. Then the clock disappears. There is the sound of wood scuffling across metal, then a 'Careful Cogsworth, careful waaaugh!', and the sound of a crash as something wooden slips off of something plastic and then down to something hard. Like the metal floor.

After a moment, the phone is tilted back up into the clock's face, and it growls at all of you in an impossibly posh British accent.]

I don't know where I am. I don't know where this is. I don't know what is happening. But whatever It is? It is somehow Lumiere's fault!

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[luxoraculi]

[ Well, isn't this a pleasant surprise. Luna smiles brightly at the mention of Lumière -- this fine gentleman is from her dear friend's world. So she offers Cogsworth a small, polite bow. ]

Good afternoon... my name is Lunafreya Nox Fleuret, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am friends with Lumière... ah, he is here as well. Have you been told anything yet?

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[timelysteward]

[Well! This is a pleasant surprise! Someone with Proper Manners. He bows in turn, with all grace and aplomb.

For a clock, at least.]

A pleasure to meet you, Mademoiselle Fleuret. And yes. I am aware that he's here. [Is that a fond grumble? Perhaps.] Just that we have been kidnapped by some Vile Villains by the name of the Atroma.

[luxoraculi]

[ And this is, to be fair, the first time someone has actually bowed in return. It makes her own smile brighten significantly. ]

The pleasure is all mine. You've been told correctly, from what we are aware the Atroma are indeed the ones who have brought us here. As for why... public entertainment, apparently, but I honestly doubt that very seriously.

[timelysteward]

[He stands, well as best a clock can, with a beaming smile. That turns into a scowl.]

Well that is just ... foul. Absolutely foul.