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exsilium2012-05-09 07:29 pm
hernes_son) wrote in exsilium2012-05-09 07:29 pm
[video]
[The feed flickers to life: a hand appears, hesitantly withdrawing from the keyboard to reveal a handsome man in his early twenties, looking more *at* the laptop than *into* it. His hair is shaggy, long and dark, his face youthful; but there is something more to the expression in his eyes, something old, ancient even. He seems weary.]
This is… unusual. Magic, is it? [He pushes his fingers through his hair and mutters, to himself more than anyone who might be listening.] Beyond my ken, any road. Not so unusual, that.
[His head drops forward as he rubs the heels of his hands into his eyes before glancing up again.] Gods, the silence. Is there nothing alive anywhere here? I feel so… ah, bloody hell.
[He clears his throat and speaks a little louder.] Forgive me – I am Robin of Loxley. [An odd expression flickers in his gaze for a moment - doubt? Loss? He shakes his head.] Robin, anyway. If anyone can hear me - where might I find something to eat?
This is… unusual. Magic, is it? [He pushes his fingers through his hair and mutters, to himself more than anyone who might be listening.] Beyond my ken, any road. Not so unusual, that.
[His head drops forward as he rubs the heels of his hands into his eyes before glancing up again.] Gods, the silence. Is there nothing alive anywhere here? I feel so… ah, bloody hell.
[He clears his throat and speaks a little louder.] Forgive me – I am Robin of Loxley. [An odd expression flickers in his gaze for a moment - doubt? Loss? He shakes his head.] Robin, anyway. If anyone can hear me - where might I find something to eat?