005 [ written/action ]
[ This is it. He's out of that stifling costume. So let's get to writing while his hands are free. ]
[ written ]
Good evening, residents of Luceti. Pardon me, but if I may have a moment of your time, do any of you like tea?
[ action ]
[ Some minutes after the question for the masses, Alf heads outside. Only he's not in his usual attire, and instead this. Realizing this in the middle of his exploration, he raises both boxed arms to remove the box covering his head, though his efforts prove futile due to the lack of joints. Just like last time. His arms drop after lamely hitting the box on his head with a dull "thunk" for the third time. ]
. . . As I thought, it's stuck.
[ written ]
Good evening, residents of Luceti. Pardon me, but if I may have a moment of your time, do any of you like tea?
[ action ]
[ Some minutes after the question for the masses, Alf heads outside. Only he's not in his usual attire, and instead this. Realizing this in the middle of his exploration, he raises both boxed arms to remove the box covering his head, though his efforts prove futile due to the lack of joints. Just like last time. His arms drop after lamely hitting the box on his head with a dull "thunk" for the third time. ]
. . . As I thought, it's stuck.