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3rd Elegy [Video]
Aug. 26th, 2013 12:19 am[The feed opens up to a nice and open field somewhere out on one of the routes. The cameraman adjusts the view a bit so that it focuses out for what one can assume is just some scenic nonsense.]
So like, there's been somethin' on my mind for a little while that's been slippin' in and outta realizin' I should be askin'.
[With that said, Demyx flips the camera around to himself. Or, to his face. In a somewhat uncomfortably close view, almost as if he's trying to hide something outside the camera view for the moment.
The blond looks up momentarily as the wind kicks up and shifts something frizzy and wheat-coloured into his face, only for said offender to be swatted back from where it came.]
All this flyin' and ridin' around is fun an' all, but there's one thing that bugs me about it. Don't get me wrong, soarin' up on the clouds and gettin' a bird's eye view'a Johto an' Kanto's just shy of best things about the job, but like...How d'ya deal with this kinda thing happenin' all the time?
[Demyx zooms the camera out to reveal the single most hilariously bad hair day ever, courtesy of windspeed and flight velocity. What should have been a stylish, albeit somewhat shaggy mullet was now a beastly mane of blown about frizz. The blond sighs in exasperation as he shifts the view back to his face without zooming back in, his eyes still glancing up at the hair-tastrophy.]
Anybody got a tip for how ya deal? Oh, and...anybody know where a guy could get a pair'a goggles or somethin'? Keepin' my eyes shut while in the air ain't doin' me any good and it sure ain't helpin' my partner if we're flyin' just about totally blind.
So like, there's been somethin' on my mind for a little while that's been slippin' in and outta realizin' I should be askin'.
[With that said, Demyx flips the camera around to himself. Or, to his face. In a somewhat uncomfortably close view, almost as if he's trying to hide something outside the camera view for the moment.
The blond looks up momentarily as the wind kicks up and shifts something frizzy and wheat-coloured into his face, only for said offender to be swatted back from where it came.]
All this flyin' and ridin' around is fun an' all, but there's one thing that bugs me about it. Don't get me wrong, soarin' up on the clouds and gettin' a bird's eye view'a Johto an' Kanto's just shy of best things about the job, but like...How d'ya deal with this kinda thing happenin' all the time?
[Demyx zooms the camera out to reveal the single most hilariously bad hair day ever, courtesy of windspeed and flight velocity. What should have been a stylish, albeit somewhat shaggy mullet was now a beastly mane of blown about frizz. The blond sighs in exasperation as he shifts the view back to his face without zooming back in, his eyes still glancing up at the hair-tastrophy.]
Anybody got a tip for how ya deal? Oh, and...anybody know where a guy could get a pair'a goggles or somethin'? Keepin' my eyes shut while in the air ain't doin' me any good and it sure ain't helpin' my partner if we're flyin' just about totally blind.
