[There is absolutely nothing to this post except Lloyd staring at the feed, a small smile on his lips. The sound of him rattling away at the keyboard of his laptop is audible. People might be able to judge from this that the feed is not, in fact, coming from his communicator ( Read more... )

[The camera comes in to show Lloyd's streaming eyes. He takes off his glasses and wipes them with his sleeve, then he sneezes pretty violently. When he speaks, his voice is thick.]

You know... the pollen count has never bothered me this much before!

[Another few sneezes. There are soft titters of laughter - especially sharp eyed people might see ( Read more... )

Demeleier!

[Expect to see Lloyd's face pressed very close to the camera. He grins at you.]

I need volunteers! Volunteers for something potentially dangerous!

[He backs off a bit, and the bestiary book he's leaning on becomes visible.Seems like our previous experiment with running water just wasn't extensive enough. I'd like to try it again, with ( Read more... )

[The video comes on intermittently, showing Lloyd's surprisingly serene little smile as it does so. His eyes occasionally flick up to the camera or down to the screen as his fingers fly across the keys of Cecile's laptop. He's humming all the way through it. When the video dies, that hum can still be heard. It's 'Mary Had a Little Lamb ( Read more... )

[The feed blips on to show a VERY FRIENDLY GORON FACE RIGHT UP AT IT WHOA. Lloyd makes the Goron sound as he clicks the feed on.

... He's still wearing his labcoat.This really is fascinating! I'm managing to get a few discounted prices on one or two things even though some shop keepers are a little... unwilling, shall we say, to deal with me ( Read more... )

[The video feed comes on to show an exceptionally disheveled Lloyd. He leaning against a croft wall, panting for breath. There's a cackle behind him, which turns into a whinny. Just behind him and barely visible in the mist is a very shaggy horse. It rears up on its hind legs and kicks out. The laugh rises to a near shriek of delight, and then it ( Read more... )

I don't suppose anyone's seen Cecile, now?

[He sounds quite put out, and just a little frustrated. Sure, he has her box of materials and her laptop with its nearly spent battery, but her assistance in cobbling a charger, making a remote control, and drawing up the plans and doing all the grunt work while he dictated everything to her ( Read more... )

Did no one else ask it?

[Lloyd waits, as if someone will talk even though it's rather obvious that they won't. He eventually stops staring expectantly and takes off his glasses, giving a sigh.]

Oh well, I suppose I have to then.

[He starts polishing his glasses.]

Has anyone seen or heard my honeybunch since Valentine's Day?

Here's the question, Demeleier!

Flax or wheat?

[The communicator is turned on as Lloyd thumps to the ground. The view is awkward and therefore it is difficult to make out exactly what is going on. Lloyd appears to have a hand clamped over his mouth, and appears to be making choked and distressed sounds ( Read more... )