[015: Video]

[shortsightedlove]

[And the Barge is treated to the image of a wide-eyed, obviously quite terrified child, wearing what resembles gallifreyan robes.] Where am I? Are you aliens? [And somehow those eyes manage to get even wider] Did you kidnap me? [The boy swallows.] That... That's n-not a good idea, 'cause my parents will be terribly angry and they'll come after you! [Wait, it's probably not a good idea to threaten them.] And that would be bad, right? So... Why don't bring me back home? [He looks around.] Is Peylix here, too? [Peylix, help --no, no, he doesn't want Peylix to be kidnapped!] If... If so, I demand you let him go! [That last sentence is oddly self-confident. It doesn't stop him from going back to looking terrified seconds after.]

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[rass-bestie.livejournal.com]

Yes, if you like.

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[shortsghtedlove.livejournal.com]

[He smiles.] Wonderful! [It's not like anything could happen to him, as long as Peylix is there to protect him, right?]

{OOC: Open log/Spam Post or just them exploring?}

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[rass-bestie.livejournal.com]

[Omega immediately smiled back at him, unable to help himself.] Well, we're on level five of eight.


[Up to you.]

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[shortsghtedlove.livejournal.com]

Well, then, let's go! [And there he goes, grabbing Peylix's hand.]

{Open spam it is!}