[Drowning - I mean Accidental Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[The video starts with a rapid, bouncing motion of the sky as if the book had just been dropped and landed on it's spine before falling open. It's quickly followed by a long yell and a LOUD splash! The image bobs up and down a moment before slowly the book starts to slide and tip over. Water starts to creep up and take over the screen as there's another splash and the sound of a man taking a LARGE breath of air.]

AHHH! Oh man, I think I saw a bright light that time! Or maybe that was the su-[Glub! Opps! No time to try to relax just yet. Luckily there's another gasp shortly after that.] GAAHH! This swimming thing is hard- [Opps, there went the journal. There's a muffled yell before the book is yanked up and out of the water.]

Oh man... it's soaked. [At last there is a view of a rather wet Vash, staring into the journal as he clutches onto a small piece of drift wood. That's a LOT of water behind him.]

Uh... is this thing still working? Ahahaha... heeeey there guys. No need to worry! But I uh, won't be home tonight. Or... uh... maybe a week. [He glances up. A big revealed grin shows up on his face.] Oh good! I can see the mountains from here! Now I know which wa- [Whoops, he got a little too excited, the book joins him back under water as he flips over his little piece of wood. It takes only a few moments for him to surface again.]

Aiaiaiiaiai... man that's cold and was that... salt? I'll just be home as fast as I can, okay?

Comments

[lostinmyway]

Oh, my, it's a lovely day to go swimming, isn't it?

[goldenglasses]

Ahahaha... you think so?

[lostinmyway]

Oh, yes. Don't you?

[goldenglasses]

No!

[lostinmyway]

Oh, that's too bad.

[goldenglasses]

You can say that again.

[lostinmyway]

[Slowly, she's picking up that something isn't quite right.] Don't you like swimming?

[goldenglasses]

I like it, when I can touch bottom.

[lostinmyway]

Did you swim out too far?

[goldenglasses]

You could say that.

[lostinmyway]

Oh, my, you should be careful. Don't you have a friend you could swim with?

[goldenglasses]

Not nearby.

[lostinmyway]

Oh, that's too bad. Going to the beach is always more fun with friends.

[goldenglasses]

I get that feeling having the choice to go with friends would be a million times better than this.

[lostinmyway]

...Oh, what's wrong? [Now she's getting it.]

[goldenglasses]

I CAN'T SWIM!

[lostinmyway]

[Even Grune can figure out that this is a problem.] Oh, my. Wait right there and I'll come rescue you! Charge!

[goldenglasses]

[He remembers that time with the dog.]

Um... can you swim?

[lostinmyway]

[Pause.] Hmm. I wonder.

[goldenglasses]

Maybe you should let someone who can swim come save me.

[lostinmyway]

All right. Wait right there. [As if he has a choice.

Not particularly urgently, Grune calls out through the journals in general:] Fenimore?

Also Fenimore-mun is more than welcome to threadjack in! 8D

[goldenglasses]

[Oh dear. If your friend can swim he'll thank you, but right now he's a little worried if your friends are as "sharp" as you are.]

[blessingone]

[Since I am pretty slow with my tags lately we can assume that Fenimore just doesn't track him down before he gets saved by the mermaid. After a moment, Fenimore notices the call.]

Hello, Grune.

[lostinmyway]

Fenimore, could you help me with something?

[blessingone]

S... What is it?