[Someone’s fumbled the NV. There are flashes of sky, followed by the sound of the poor little machine hitting the ground, and then a nice blurry close up of grass.]
CRAP! I dropped it! Oh no! Please don’t be broken! That’s the last thing I need!
[A few dizzy seconds of blurred colors and fumbling noises later, and a teenage boy is looking worriedly into the camera.]
Um. Hello! So sorry about that! I’m not used to phones like this! Or being dropped randomly into baseball fields. Or being told I’m in Canada. Canada... that’s the place with the polar bears, right? But... is that really true? There don't seem to be any icebergs...
[As he’s rambling, a greeter is shuffling up behind him. He looks a little shy, trying to hide his face behind his pamphlet. He mutters something that it seems only Norio can hear. Norio turns around to give him a perplexed look.]
… what?! Does it look like this is the right time to ask for a date? Geez, I thought that stuff Kunimasa’s brother gave me was supposed... supposed... to...
[He’s looking off to one side of the phone, presumably at his hand and arm. Within a blink, the color has begun to drain from his face.]
OH SHIT WHERE’S THE BRACELET?! AND THE RING?! -- HEY! Hey! Keep your hands to yourself, I said no to the date! Do you hear me? No!
H-hey! What are you doing? Don’t just touch a person’s -- [And as the phone apparently slips out of Norio’s hand, the transmission abruptly ends when it hits the ground.]
((ooc: Hey hey hey! Some important info about Norio's little... body issue is here! In case your character decides to do more that meet him over the NV today, that is.))
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