001 - In which Howl is Pulled from Elsewhere

[likepaleglass]

[A man’s voice, louder than it should be.]

Sophie! SOPHIE.

[A man flickers into view on camera. He’s decidedly handsome, well-groomed and dressed, a blue jewel hanging from one ear. One might almost be able to smell a whiff of hyacinth perfume. For a moment he turns the NV over and around in his hands until the viewer just gets a jumble of him – flashes of hair and hands and eyes that are strangely pale, green, reflective like glass. Finally the window comes to rest on him again, and he is glaring.]

Never hire a cleaning lady. If they come nosing their way into your life, boot them out the door, as you value your sanity.

[Hard to say if he knows he’s talking to you. In all honesty, it probably doesn’t matter. He pushes the hair back from his face, handsomely perturbed.]

All right, since there seems to be no immediate way back: I’ll need the nearest junkyard. Preferably magical. Non-magical will do in a pinch, though I’ll have to recreate my notes.

Also: A book of poetry. Promptly.

Comments

[pullsheavendown]

Why's that? Do you think you're going to find a way out when no one else has?

[likepaleglass]

If there's a way in, there's a way out.

Not to mention that Canada repels people by nature.

[pullsheavendown]

There's a way in all right. But it's like the Core locked us in after we came through the door.

...what?

[likepaleglass]

[Patiently.] If there is a lock, there is a key.

What do you mean, "what?" Had you not been to Canada before?

[Come on, Roxas, it's obvious. Canada is plainly a bane of civilization.]

[pullsheavendown]

Well, I've got a key that can unlock anything, and it hasn't helped so far. [Not that he's really tried.]

Uh, no. There was no Canada where I'm from.

[likepaleglass]

Key. [Someone might be interested in that.] Anything?

[Otherwise, dismissive hand wave.] And just as well. Canada is a large, frozen land populated primarily by hermits in puffy coats. No one in their sane mind would want to go.

[pullsheavendown]

Anything.

[Have a skeptical look] Siren's Port isn't like that. Is the mainland really that different?

[likepaleglass]

I don't suppose you'd let others have a look?

And of course it is. [Listen to Howl, Roxas. He knows these things.] I'm originally from Britain myself.

[pullsheavendown]

[shrugs] I guess so.

Well, welcome to Canada. Even if it is full of puffy hermits.

[likepaleglass]

Perfect. Let me know when it's convenient.

And thank you. We will all try to bear up under the circumstances.

And promote good fashion whenever possible.

[pullsheavendown]

Uh, yeah...I'll do that.

Good luck with the library.