lamortenoir: ([grr] Of the edge)
[ The feed comes on with this particular reaper seemingly outside Azalea City. He seems… troubled, if anything but then most of the newcomers do, don't they? But finally, after clearing his throat he speaks. ]

Good day. My name is William T. Spears of London's Grim Reaper Dispatch Department. I was told that this device allowed one to communicate with other individuals who have been brought to this world.

[ But how odd… there seems to be a purple… thing coming out of the tall grass behind him. William doesn't seem to notice though and continues to speak. The purple thing reveals itself to be an Aipom and it’s sneaking up behind the reaper. ]

Last I recall, my Pidove and I had arrived but a day and a half ago and had managed to make our way through Route 29 before bedding for the night. However, I now awake here, in what seems to be Azalea City. If it seems possible for one to appear and reappe--

[ There is a pause and a sudden cry when the Gear is dropped. It clatters to its side and all you can see is what seems to be a struggle between the reaper and the Aipom as William tries to swat at it. In its tail's grip, one can see what seem to be William's glasses. The scuffle is over when the Aipom manages to knock William to the ground and run off into the nearby forest. ]

M… my glasses… I have to get them back...

[ What you see next is William groping over, squinting at the feed. ]

...My apologies. It seems I shall have continue this at a later date. For now, I have something of the utmost importance that I must attend to.

[ And with that, he cuts the feed. ]





[ ooc: feel free to bump into Will groping his way through the forest. That's perfectly cool, too. ]

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