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[flynninomite]

[The video clicks on to a claustrophobic view of what appears to be dark fabric, then abruptly shifts, tipping upwards to reveal a scowling man looking like he's seen (much) better days. Judging from the angle, the netbook is being propped up on his knee with one hand while he sits reclined against a wall; the other hand is pressed firmly to his stomach. It quickly becomes clear that the fabric isn't dark - it's just covered in blood, both beneath his hand and again at his left shoulder. His face is similarly accented by a few cuts and bruises, not to mention a fair amount of dirt.]

Testing, testing- [A strong English accent, interrupted by a cough.] I don't know what the hell this is about, but I'm guessing it's not heaven. Either way, I'd like to stick around long enough to find out. The odd woman said I could get assistance on this thing - so here I am, calling for assistance.

Can I get a sodding doctor over here?

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[flynninomite]

[ Now he's just scowling at the camera. Familiar voice, familiar attitude. ] Alistair? Is that his actual name? Well that's embarrassing.

Are you sure you don't have a sister named Chloe?

[tis_disapproval]

[Eyebrow raaaaaise. Is this amusing or weird? Can't decide!]

I truly could not say... I am sure mother has seen fit to visit them, should they exist.

Are you still in need of a healer?

[flynninomite]

[ Weird, mostly weird. You know, from a distance, he could almost mistake this woman for Chloe - Chloe at Medieval Times, but still Chloe. Now that thought is amusing. ]

You honestly don't know? How many sisters do you have?

And no, but thanks for asking. Some wizard in a dress took care of it. Have you got many of those round here?