leafwhistle: ([079])
[personal profile] leafwhistle
[The video opens up to the sepia image of a pale young man with even paler hair sitting under what at a first glance might seem like an umbrella. The camera turns slightly and captures the image of a dark haired, beautiful man sitting close against him with his hands tightly gripped Kazuha's sleeve, and it becomes apparent that it's actually a hat.

It's raining, just slightly, enough to muddy the ground they're sitting on. It's a bit too late for them anyway— their clothes and parts of their skin are smeared with dirt and mud. Anyone a little more perceptive might notice some smears and stains are a bit darker and stickier looking than the shiny mud. That would be blood.

Kazuha's face has a calm smile, despite the fact he seems to look slightly ill. His companion probably has the most intense sulk ever caught on camera.]


I'm looking for recommendations or assistance with, ah... [His cheeks flush with embarrassment.] I've swallowed something and need it removed, hopefully without cutting into me. We've tried a few things, but unfortunately, I've not really been able to force a gag reflex.

[The young man next to him decides to add in his own comment—]

Preferably in under 24 hours... Moron here might not live long after that.