[The video turns on, but before anyone can make sense of what is being shown, there's a horrifically loud YOWLING as well as panicked warking of a chocobo. Lehko is fumbling with the tablet as he's keeping his back to the door behind him. There's banging on it, aggressive and unceasing, and when it does stop for a moment, the windows are then under fire. But he eventually fixes the view so that it shows him, a forced, if not concerned looking, smile on his features.
The yowling never seems to stop.]
I would like to say my sincerest thanks for those whom put forth the effort to educate the new comerrrs on these anomalies.
[He says this all very quickly, his voice sounding far more upbeat and friendly than the situation should warrant.]
Howeverrr, are they usually this perrrsistent? Bells have gone by, and this one in parrrticular knows little when to give up. Poor Tempest knows not to do with himself with all the racket.
[He pans the camera over to his chocobo, who looks about ready to kick some anomaly ass. Feathers are fanned out, his wings spread, and he's standing nearly completely vertical to make himself as tall and big looking as possible. At the moment, he's staring the anomaly down that's out the window thrashing at the glass, but seemingly unable to break through.]
I—[he brings the view back to himself]—I suppose any advice as to what I should do would be most apprrreciated...
[He sounds tired. Because he is. This has been going on since before lockdown, and he's not exactly sure what to do to make the thing go away.]
The yowling never seems to stop.]
I would like to say my sincerest thanks for those whom put forth the effort to educate the new comerrrs on these anomalies.
[He says this all very quickly, his voice sounding far more upbeat and friendly than the situation should warrant.]
Howeverrr, are they usually this perrrsistent? Bells have gone by, and this one in parrrticular knows little when to give up. Poor Tempest knows not to do with himself with all the racket.
[He pans the camera over to his chocobo, who looks about ready to kick some anomaly ass. Feathers are fanned out, his wings spread, and he's standing nearly completely vertical to make himself as tall and big looking as possible. At the moment, he's staring the anomaly down that's out the window thrashing at the glass, but seemingly unable to break through.]
I—[he brings the view back to himself]—I suppose any advice as to what I should do would be most apprrreciated...
[He sounds tired. Because he is. This has been going on since before lockdown, and he's not exactly sure what to do to make the thing go away.]
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