video

[workout]

[... or at least it should be video. There's something blocking the lens that shifts slightly as he starts speaking, letting brief ridges of light seep through.]

Hello? Is this thing on? Am I just talking to myself? I’m finally going crazy, that’s it, right?

Either I’m crazy or I’m unconscious or I’m on drugs, because I can’t actually be here. This is like, Tron and Back to the Future at the same time. I can barely follow those plots when they’re separate! This is a dream, this is a… oh hey, this is a video.

[The finger blocking the lens moves, revealing a dark-haired teenager wearing an almost humorously anxious expression. It’s clear he hasn’t convinced himself that this is all in his imagination, and is growing increasingly worried.]

I guess I’ll just... wait here for a while until I wake up.

[He manages to sit still and wait maybe ten seconds, glancing absently around the room. Once his eyes return to the device, it's abruptly flipped and given a nice view of one wall as he inspects it.]

Seriously though, this thing is broadcasting, right?

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[vestigiaflammae]

[Pause.] Yeah! Yeah, I have. So you're from this world... in the past, I guess.

Hey, it's nice to meet you anyway, though!

[workout]

Seriously? You're from the future?

It's nice to meet you, too. Even if this is really freaking weird.

[vestigiaflammae]

[Lea laughs.] No way! I'm from a totally different world. There's one other guy here who's been to my world, but that's all.

I just heard about California when they sent us back in time here!