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[The screen is black for a long period of time-- the sounds of shuffling through papers-- a incoherent grumble there before the screen flickers to life upon the cam being knocked from it's blocked view behind what could only been some book-- a irritated young man coming into focus as he sinks down in the chair-- giving a dull stare at what could only be assumed as the computer screen. His gold eyes catch sight of the camera-- a gloved hand reaching forward to pick up the object making the screen focus up close to the contraption. After all everything in this technology is beyond him.]
Why is this thing blinking...?
[A sudden static pours through as he taps his finger against the cam-- completely oblivious that it was recording.]
Hmph whatever.
((ooc: Raven comes from a Victorian-esque age-- so technology is beyond him.
Feel free to scare the living hell out of him via talking through the 'magic' box. |D ))
Why is this thing blinking...?
[A sudden static pours through as he taps his finger against the cam-- completely oblivious that it was recording.]
Hmph whatever.
((ooc: Raven comes from a Victorian-esque age-- so technology is beyond him.
Feel free to scare the living hell out of him via talking through the 'magic' box. |D ))