sirenspull | video. (dated to this afternoon)

And? How did you present-day types like my era? Hardly, I'll bet. Don't worry, I agree with you. All things considered, it was shit. That is, unless you were wealthy and well-respected, but even then, I'd be sad to miss plug-in night lights and Angry Birds and ModCloth. Actually, even here was a little forward of when I came from... A little west, too. [Though his Queen's English surely gave that away already.

Alois is all dressed up to go out, just doing up the gold buttons on a winter coat as he stands in front of the NV.] I hope you all understand, [he says, chin tilted down to watch his fingers, and a little bit solemnly,] how lovely we can have it here.

Ciel should be home soon. [His head's up again, and he tugs his coat down to straighten it, and then reaches out of frame. There's a rustling, and when his hands are back in view, they're holding a bouquet of white roses and baby's breath.] I'm going to see him now, and he's feeling better. Should get some cookies from the kitchen before I go... [Cos fuck hospital rules on food. He'll probably end up getting in trouble with the nurses... He reaches out to switch off the video, but pauses to add: ]

Times like these we get our hands dirty, don't we?

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[he doesn't care how lovely it might be here - he prefers the much less lovely graveyard that is his home back home, or even the dangerous grounds in hypnosia.

but alois said something very, very important - ciel withstanding, but alois is already on his way to see him so oswald won't bother him (ciel) until he returns - and here is oswald off somewhere forest-y with a tiny fat bird sleeping on his head. natural.. habitat...]

...angry birds?

[don't make the birds mad dude that's not cool]

[Oswald please. He's becoming progressively more of a creeper in Alois' eyes...]

It's a game. Not a real game, you just toss these little computer birds around and they do things... They're angry.

[He's on his way down the street right now, heading for the subway, with his NV in one hand and the bouquet in the crook of his other arm.]

[whispers the one jealous of pie- but when he hears it's just a game, that makes everything (somewhat) better and his expression kind of. straightens back out. he knows what a game is, and what a computer is, and he's never had much interest in it, but -

. . .] ...do you know where I could play it?

[even if alois doesn't tell him he can just ask jack and jack will tell him. ...at least, he'd better.]

[...............................]

I downloaded it onto my NV. You probably can too, I don't remember if yours has a touch screen... If it doesn't we can just - get you something to play it on.

[. . . . .

for a moment he almost opens his mouth to ask the dreamberry?, but —right, it's called an nv here.] —it retained its form from the other world, so it has a touch screen. I've not done much with it, however.

[he can't access the records anymore (but he already has them memorized) - no point digging much further when he'll find nothing. his mind's more focused on birds. . . bird games that he doesn't know how to download.]

Edited 2013-01-10 06:13 (UTC)

Oh.

[hasn't done much with it = technologically... challenged? Alois assumes so.]

Do you need... help?

Edited 2013-01-10 06:15 (UTC)

...if it's not too much of a bother.

[curse you, zero interest in 'fun'. . .!!]

Mm-mm. [He's digging out change for subway fare.] I'm going to go stay with Ciel until the nurses kick me out, which probably won't be all that long since they hate me already. When I come back home, I'll show you how to do it. We'll compete for high scores. Elliot's no fun and won't really play with me because he gets frustrated with it, and I'm really good, so I'll be glad to have someone else to go against.

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