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[bubblegumheart]

[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?]

Comments

WE COULD MAKE IT A LOG

[bubblegumheart]

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?

CAN U

[sophielicious]

/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 TOOK ENTIRELY TOO LONG AND I APOLOGIZE

[bubblegumheart]

[this way to ye olde log]