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vestigenet2021-02-13 09:57 pm
calmness) wrote in vestigenet2021-02-13 09:57 pm
video | un: clouded.judgement
[The video starts with a shot of the snow covered ground, foliage overgrown but peaking out from under the white powder and very much of a hoppy nature. The person holding the camera is walking through it, lower half clad in pale blue and white robes embroidered with cloud patterns.
The camera spins, catching a glance of the run down farmhouse before settling on the man holding the smartphone. For someone with sticks and snow stuck in their hair, he still manages to look put together and the forehead ribbon he's wearing is not out of place and while there's a crease in his brows there's also an upward turn to his lips. Unfortunately for the protagonist of this story, he also really has no idea what the phone he's holding is or that he's recording and will soon be blasting a video out to the whole of the network.
Fortunately for him, the tumble he took earlier is not recorded. At least it hasn't started snowing. What luck.]
For a nightmare, this feels horribly tame... [There's no rain or snow suddenly falling but Lan Xichen is. The camera broadcasts the video, flies into the air, and then cuts out with the blue clad protagonist of this tale sitting in a lotus pose in a pile of snow. No scream and he nailed the landing, but is definitely worse for wear.]
The camera spins, catching a glance of the run down farmhouse before settling on the man holding the smartphone. For someone with sticks and snow stuck in their hair, he still manages to look put together and the forehead ribbon he's wearing is not out of place and while there's a crease in his brows there's also an upward turn to his lips. Unfortunately for the protagonist of this story, he also really has no idea what the phone he's holding is or that he's recording and will soon be blasting a video out to the whole of the network.
Fortunately for him, the tumble he took earlier is not recorded. At least it hasn't started snowing. What luck.]
For a nightmare, this feels horribly tame... [There's no rain or snow suddenly falling but Lan Xichen is. The camera broadcasts the video, flies into the air, and then cuts out with the blue clad protagonist of this tale sitting in a lotus pose in a pile of snow. No scream and he nailed the landing, but is definitely worse for wear.]
all good... i will backtag forever!
He does not need Jingyi, his nephew, nor any others joining the search.
The place does not feel right, the energy around him unnerving.
He looks up at the man, who stands looming over him. It is fortunate, for Xichen, that he's grown up reading body language and his own brother speaks often in gesture and micro-expressions that would leave most considering the man before him the most expressive man alive.] My brother is coming, so I will be alright. Unless there is danger in remaining here?
[Because he has no idea.
It does remind him that he should stand, not remain seated on the cold floor in soaked robes and sticks in his hair. He pushes himself up and does not manage to wholly stand before he falls again.
At least this man does not expect grace from him. ]
no subject
There isn't.
[ Even so, the man could clearly use a hand, so he reaches one out. ]