Video Log 1

[kivaember]

 [The screen flickers and buzzes before focusing on a thoroughly soaked and annoyed looking albino. Gilbert, the albino, is dressed in what seems to be a black tank top and a dark blue pair of boxers. It is obvious that when he arrived here, he was either in bed, or dressed for it. He scowls down at the screen, and rakes his slim fingers through his hair, slicking it back before ruffling it in obvious aggravation]

Alright, this is some sort of...video thing. Great. Guess who ever kidnapped me was nice enough to stick a starfish camera on my face. Thanks for almost giving me a fucking heart attack. Jerk!

[Gilbert lets out a loud huff and the screen jostles, briefly peering at the floor when the albino moves to stand up. The screen remains staring at the floor, but Gilbert's voice is audible] 

What the hell is this place anyway? Looks like I'm in an underground Sea world. And what the fuck is this...tattoo thing? Tch, it's dark... 

[The screen is moved to view the dark mark on the underside of Gilbert's wrist, the faint glow from the SFC letting the albino have a better view of it. After a moment, the screen moves again to focus on Gilbert's angry face]

I'm usually a pretty cool guy, but if the freak who kidnapped me is watching this, you better damn well hope I don't find you! You better send me home soon, alright?! There's a case of beer in the fridge and if I don't defend it, Bruderchen will drink it all without me! That and...and I was in a middle of a raid! My character's probably dead now...dammit... 

[Gilbert frowns contemplatively at the screen]

Does this function as a phone too? Can I send SOS videos on it? Although I don't think the coastguard can help me unless they pack a submarine underneath their tower chair things. Hellooooo~ anyone out thereeeee~ or am I a crazy person talking to a starfish?

Comments

[messianic]

[...Heh.]

Can you show me where you are? I'm not a mind-reading, unfortunately.

[kivaember]

Uh... [Gilbert looks around some before moving the SFC to take in his surroundings. He was standing in front of a large coral.] Here.

[Video --> Action]

[messianic]

[Minato just nods.]

Alright. I can be there in a few minutes.

[And! True to his word, he'll be approaching a few minutes later with a bag in his hands, which he offers to the silver-haired man without a shred of awkward. There is just a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt in there, but Minato didn't really have time to be creative.]

There you go.

Re: [Video --> Action]

[kivaember]

[Gilbert expected to be waiting for more than a few minutes, to be honest, and had been looking for a place to park his butt when Minato appeared. He blinked at his rapid arrival, and stared at the clothes offered to him.

Minato seriously came here with a pair of clothes.]

Huh. You're a nice guy. [takes the clothes - and is all awkward] ...er, thanks.

[messianic]

[Minato merely shrugs, gesturing towards a building in sight.]

I work at the Welcoming Committee right over there, so it was really no trouble. If you need any help, I'd be happy to help how I can.

[kivaember]

Welcoming Committee? [Gilbert looks over at the gestured building.] You have a Welcoming Committee for kidnapped people?

[messianic]

Ah...yes, we do.

[A quick nod, and he tucks his hands into his pockets.]

Because there are a lot of us here and more arrive every month. So it seemed to make sense to have people to greet them.

[kivaember]

...I guess so. [Gilbert frowns, shuffling the clothes in his hands. He wasn't exactly comfortable in changing in front of someone - out in public no less!] So kidnapped people are a monthly occurrence?

[messianic]

[Unfortunately, Minato doesn't exactly notice his discomfort, so he'll just stay right there and chat.]

They are. There are more brought at the end of every month. We're not really sure why.

It's nothing to worry about. Just think about it like a vacation.

[kivaember]

...yeah, a vacation where I'm held here against my will and dripping wet.

[messianic]

That's exactly right.

[d e a d p a n.]

[kivaember]

...

[Gilbert wasn't really the best at social interaction, so don't mind him while he stands there in awkward silence while groping for a topic. Finally he sighs.]

Er, can you...turn around? It's kinda creepy if you watch me while I start to get, y'know, dressed into warm, dry clothes.

[messianic]

[...!!]

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't even think about it.

[He'll just turn around now. GO AHEAD, GILBERT.]

[kivaember]

[After making sure that Minato had turned around completely, Gilbert shuffled the clothes between his hands while peeling off the soaked tank top, and then kicking off the equally wet boxers. His cheeks were red as he swiftly changed into the dry clothes, looking about in sudden paranoia that someone would come across him stripping naked in the middle of a street next to the large freaky coral. But no one came and he was now decent and /dry/]

Okay, done.

[messianic]

[He turns back around when Gilbert tells him it's okay to, tilting his head.]

Is that better...?

[kivaember]

Yeah. [Gilbert fiddles with the wet clothes in his hands, the awkward silence quickly returning.] So..uh, thanks for the...clothes.