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[When the video starts, it's what appears to be a static image, from the point of view of someone sitting in one of the trolley seats. There are large claw marks spanning the side and it looks pretty banged up, but overall intact.

It's also not moving, which might not normally be a problem if not for the fact of where it's currently sitting.]

Hello? I don't want to alarm anyone, but...

[Chrissy sounds out of breath, but otherwise fine?]

One of those big birds- the chocobos?- it did this. The claw marks, that is. Something else happened and the entire thing went flying at it.

[Something else happened, she says, as though she hadn't managed to get a clear enough look at the one responsible for shoving the trolley. But she also has no idea what all of that was about, so she's not particularly in the mood to point fingers right now.

The view shifts a little, to get a better look out the window.]

I'm also not entirely sure where I am? I don't think I've ever been here before, so I'm not sure what to do now.

[Other than wait for now?]

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Oh right. Sorry. I was sitting in the back, and I heard something so I looked up in time to see a fireball? And then the trolley went flying off the track.

[At which point she'd baby koala'd onto the back of the nearest seat and lost track of her book in the process. Oops.]

I'm not even sure where I am at the moment.

there we go. gotcha

that's not a problem for me. hold up

(Oh, thank fuck this place is within her range. She's forgoing the earpiece for now, since she's fully in Chrissy's head, having her eyes take in the surroundings.)

/Girl. You're on that stupid island. Ugh, let me get my uniform. Keep looking around, I got you locked in, okay?/

Yea, it was pretty wild. I've seen some of the chocobos around before, but this one seemed particularly grumpy.

[Maybe it just didn't like the trolley being there. Or maybe it was mad about the little... hedgehog-guys? Chrissy has no idea. Either way, there's no time to consider that before she hears someone in her head and, in a kneejerk reaction, spins around in an attempt to spot the owner of the voice.]

Hey, I wasn't trying to stop here. I was just trying to have a nice afternoon with a book and then things went wild.

/Nerd.

Okay, okay, I got us a ride out of there, so I'm gonna have him come through too. Sorry for the whole several people talking in your head situation. You'll probably get used to it.

Dunno our ETA./

(She's also sorry for the uber.)

You say that like it's a bad thing.

[As weird as this is, it does free up her hands a little- which will make hunting for her wayward book a lot simpler.]

You know, I'd say that having several people in my head wasn't the weirdest thing I've had to deal with, but I think it actually might be.

[And she's dealt with more than the normal amount of weirdness, so that's saying something. Either way, she's going to take this opportunity to poke around the trolley.]

How are you able to do that, anyway?

/We could be doing a billion more fun things./

(Listen, if she thinks Chrissy is in danger, she's sticking this girl under a seat. She's Watching.)

/What's second place? And, uh, I'm a mutant. Like a good chunk of the people here./

[this way to ye olde log]

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SHOULD THIS BE A LOG

WE COULD MAKE IT A LOG

CAN U

THIS TOOK ENTIRELY TOO LONG AND I APOLOGIZE