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[Drowning - I mean Accidental Voice]

[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?

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It's a big fish that lives in the ocean. It has a suit and lots and lots of teeth and an axe, and it likes the colour red.

Ahaha, they do? Maybe we can get along then.

Maybe. Should you really be talking to people while you're out there? [Swimming takes effort, man :|]

Do you think it will keep the sharks away? [He's got this piece of drift wood to cling to. The talking just keeps him from paniking.]

They're attracted to loud noise. [...and as an afterthought.] And laughing.

[And we wonder how perceptive Vash is in his panic, because the journal window just lightened considerably-- she was in Capell's room a moment ago.

Now, she's standing on the beach and wondering if she can see any glimpse of red out on the sea.]

Ahaha, well, maybe we can talk things out. [No, Vash doesn't notice. As he's not really looking too closely at the journal as he talks. Trying to figure out why the shore seems to be getting farther away. Stupid current.

And that MIGHT be a tiny speck of red, way the heck out there.]

Sharks don't speak English.

D'you like sandcastles?

[What? Totally awesome subject change. Never mind the fact she's decided to make one.]

Yeah, sure they can be fun. [When you're not busy drowning.]

If you were the king of a sandcastle, what kind of sandcastle would you have?

[Sandcastles and not-drowning have more in common than you'd think.]

I don't know, a draw bridge?

A draw bridge isn't a type of sandcastle. It's a door. [Really, Vash. Adding a drawbridge to her castle now.] Anything else? What about boiling oil on the parapets?

Boiling oil? No way, my sandcastle would be one of love and peace! [There's a few splashing sounds as he finds a better grip on his drift wood and gives kicking a try for a bit.]

But if you don't have boiling oil, what will you cook your chips in? [Sigh. Scratching the words 'love' and 'peace' into your castle. Happy now?]

Well, if it's for chips then that's fine. [Kick, kick, splash, splash. Lalala. Not panicking. Not panicking. Just going to keep telling himself that.]

And I need water for the moat. And maybe some geraniums. Are you drowning yet?

[She doesn't mean to delay things. It's just the highest tier of this sort of magic is particularly draining. Cantrips make things easier.]

[Ugh, water. He use to like water really, but now he just wants to be out of it.]

Geraniums would be nice, maybe a gardern of th-

...no. I'm not drowning yet. Thanks for asking.

A whole garden? Such a greedy man. Will you bring the water if I bring the geraniums?

[A whole garden it is. How nice it is to have such sharp ~~claws~~ fingernails. Scratching open the back of her hand, now.]

Yeah, sure. [Wildly agreeing to just about anything? Yes.]

[She could make him promise to bring her water. That would take any effort out of this at all. Buuut you sound like you're kind of getting a little stressed. |Da Just a little.]

Very well, then--

[Flicking her hand across the sand and leaving a whole trail of blood drops on the sand. It's close enough.]

--you'd better hurry up. The tide might come in and ruin your castle before you get here.

[...although as she's saying it, Vash may find himself suddenly in midair a few feet above his new castle. 8|]

What's a tide-

[But before Vash can finish that question he suddenly finds himself in the air attempting to swim though it. Naturally this goes even worse than his attempt at regular swimming.]

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

[Whoops, he's not going to get to see his castle anyway, as he lands right on top of it with a loud thump!]

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[How rude. You'd think she hadn't planned this, or something.]

...I was building that, you know. Couldn't you have fallen somewhere else?

[Vash takes some time to sit there blinking. Was he... really out of the water?] W-what happened?

You fell on my castle. I didn't know you could do that.

I can't do that! [Oh, well, he didn't think he could.]

Well, you just did. How will I plant the geraniums now?

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