[04: video] - I know you said he's just a dog astray

[emptynight]

[The impact with the ground triggers the PCD's on button and the video flicks on. The camera has landed against a rock or something, giving it a skewed view of the sky, of skeletal trees and grey clouds. There's movement though, against the trees. A familiar figure, usually careless and flippant, with a pet name and some irritating compliment on his lips. This time, however, Thomas looked focused, and he moves with lean, predatory grace as the cavalry saber in his hands gleams silver. He's moving between the stand of anemic trees, sparring against invisible opponents, practicing or reliving some old encounter, every so often the saber biting through a tree limb to send it to the ground.

The feed continues in this vein for a few minutes, before a sweep of silver above the PCD sends a skeletal tree branch falling on top of the PCD, obscuring its view once more.]

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[thelonegenin]

[He waits-- or at least, yells until the PCD is found, blinking at the face of the man he'd seen earlier.]

Hey! Stuff jumps out from anywhere right!?

[emptynight]

[That makes him laugh, even as Thomas glances over his shoulder.]

Always when you lease suspect it. But I'll take it as long as there aren't any more flaming arrows.

[thelonegenin]

[The laughter makes him smile-- albeit with a tinge of uncertainty. Too many people have been laughing at his expense here.]

Flamin' arrows?

[emptynight]

[Don't worry, he laughs at everyone. It's part of his irritating personality charm.]

They're a pain in the ass to dodge. And you never forget the smell of burning hair.

[thelonegenin]

[That's a pout forming here.]

Oh. Well, maybe for you.

[Not that he's ever had to dodge flaming arrows before.]

[emptynight]

[Just this look.]

Walk the walk, darling. Doesn't mean a thing if you can't back that up.

[thelonegenin]

... darlin'?

I can back it up, I'mma ninja, yanno?