(001) Video/Action for those in the castle

[catorce]

[For those who are currently landlocked in the castle as well, they're going to be spotting a hooded female figure pacing around the castle as if looking for something. Or, perhaps, she's more accurately inspecting and observing everything she can. Whatever it is, it doesn't seem like she's in a very cheerful mood while doing it.]

[For those inspecting the network at this hour, however, the same hooded figure is going to show up in what seems to be an accidental video. Judging from her squeak of surprise, it looks like she accidentally activated her bracelet's holographic screen and is now staring at it in what can only be assumed to be surprise.

The staring goes on for a couple of seconds, with her hand coming up to touch the screen as well, before she so eloquently starts to speak.]

I... [A pause, trying to figure out what to say now that she realizes it's recording.] ...Hello. Can someone please tell me more about this place? I'm... I'm not supposed to be here.

[...aaaaand, then she just proceeds to stare awkwardly for another second before shutting this video feed off. Mostly because she's worried sick about what's going to happen if she's here and partly because what is she doing what is going on this is hideous.]

Comments

[selfestheim]

[...huh. that's a weird question. he just guesses she doesn't get out much...]

Yeah, you could. I mean, I'm sure you can.

[catorce]

You really think so?

["Doesn't get out much" is underrated...]

[selfestheim]

[and he thought he was kinda sheltered.]

Yeah. It's pretty easy to make friends around here. I can speak from experience.

[catorce]

Great! That's---... great.

[So awkward. Have the most awkward pause in Asgard here.]

...I'm Xion. What's your name?

[selfestheim]

[it's okay, they can be awkward together.]

Oh, um—I'm Hope. Hope Estheim. It's... nice to meet you, Xion.

[catorce]

It's... nice too meet you too, Hope.

oh hey i made that icon haha c:

[selfestheim]

[oh wow, uh... what now... there's a brief look of discomfort on his face as he tries to keep the conversation going, but only because every topic he can think of is really lame.]

So, uh... how are you doing so far?

aaah it's a small world after all

[catorce]

Uh-- Fine. I'm doing fine. How... are you?

[...this is an increasingly awkward conversation, yes.]

[selfestheim]

Er... same, I guess. I was just wondering, since I know how weird it can be when you first get here.

[COME ON HOPE, THINK OF SOMETHING ELSE...]

Are there people from your world here?

[catorce]

...yeah. I guess a few of them are.

[Not that they remember her...]

Do you have friends from your world here?

[selfestheim]

[he's about to ask what she means by "I guess," but... he decides against it.]

I do, yeah. Most of them came here before I did.

[catorce]

That's good. [...] Friends are important.

[selfestheim]

Yeah, they are.

It's good that yours are here, too.