1st Mistake; video

[moralperil]

[Two lavender eyes stare deeply into the camera, leaning in too close.]

Testing, 1, 2, 3! Um, hi? Oh good, it's working...

[Mahdi slides backward. He's in the dining area of one of the assigned apartments. The guy looks about fifteen, and was clearly plucked right from his job: he's wearing a clean but old and stained black apron over khakis and a polo that have seen better days. There's a hairnet crumpled up on one side of the table, next to a glittery purple flashlight.]

Is there any way for me to contact my boss on this thing? You'd think a simple inter-realm transmission wouldn't be that hard considering how much other crazy stuff they have out here. [More to himself than to the netbook:] I really just want to tell her I won't be coming in. I'm supposed to be there for the breakfast crowd and she's gonna be up a creek without me. Probably can't get out of getting fired for not showing up... even if technically I was there. Early, even!

[He seems to remember himself, and addresses the camera once again.] Anyway, hi! I'm Mahdi. I'm new. They set me up with a place to stay, so I guess I'm gonna be a prisoner for awhile here, huh? [He doesn't exactly seem upset about it, though at least it's clear he's not enthusiastic.] I hope we can makes friends! That's what people do on the internet, right?

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[moralperil]

You'll have to tell me all about it so I don't make the same mistakes!

[invocation]

You can figure it out on your own. [Her last attempt at imparting wisdom had not gone over very well.]

[moralperil]

Well... thanks for the faith in me... [Frowning a little.]

I didn't catch your name.

[invocation]

It's Kyouko.

[moralperil]

That's a very pretty name. Kyouko.

[invocation]

Eh? [She's unaccustomed to compliments.] Eh, whatever. It's nothin' special.

[moralperil]

Well I like it! It's fun to say. It sounds kind of like 'cocoa', which is really delicious.

[invocation]

[A snort.] Man, you're kinda weird. [It's a rude thing to say — this is Kyouko, after all — but this time it isn't really said with the intent to hurt feelings.]

[moralperil]

[He nods in acknowledgment, yet remains cheerful!] Yup, that's what everyone says!

[invocation]

[At least he admits it, she thinks, because she's a jerk.

But she can't think of any clever retort, so she frowns, makes a note to remember his face, and says:] Figure out what that flashlight can do. Maybe it ain't as useless as it sounds.

[And that is all her advice for today. The transmission clicks off on her end.]