[ At first, the video consists of inoffensive ocean blue carpet and bright fuschia shoes. The giggling, glubbing nonsense sounds that follow gives Feferi away well before she speaks.

And that interlude lasts about one agonizingly giddy minute. And then, in a stage whisper: ]

Hello! Glub glub glub, I've done the most fantastic thing today. I'm just so excited!

[ She brings her SFC up at arms' length to point at her grinning fangy face, and then turns it around to point at a dressing room door next to a rack of wildly colorful clothing. ]

Wait for it, just hang on to your fins here...!

[The door opens and Sollux inches out, his shoulders hunched and his head down. He looks around furtively, not yet seeing that Feferi is holding her SFC, because he's looking all around for anyone else that might be there to see this.

He's wearing a tasteful number. At least, it's tasteful in the mind of Feferi, and likely not anyone else in the known universe.]

FF, this is fun and all, but to be honest I don't think this is my style-- Hey, what are you doing?

[As horrified realization hits, he lunges forward and makes a grab for her SFC.]

[ Brooding ghb is brooding, and inside a lake too! surprise! To think he'd actually voluntarily sit in a body of water for no reason.

He finds the slight pressure of water against his skin both soothing and a bit unnerving, helping him to relax a bit, but he still seems a bit on-edge. The toll of abstaining from his usual activities is beginning to show- he isn't wearing any of the face paint, hair much flatter and smoothed back from being submerged in water, and most of his trademark clothing and accessories are missing. Being in the water might also be the reason for this, but still, something definitely looks a bit amiss about the massive highblood.

The guy just really needs something to kill, man. ]

...........

[ He seems aware of the video being on, giving the device a sideways glance, but he just makes a low growling sound and turns away from it again, glaring at the ripples in the water. ]


...ugh, at least give a brother the sight of motherfucking crashing waves. Calamity. War. [ Grumbling to himself low and under his breath. ]