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[CRUNCH.
you get nothing but DARKNESS--
--ZZZAAPP annnd light!]
... Ow! Stupid--
[there's a shift, and then something moves in the light; are those shoe treads? quite possibly! the screen is still partly obscured so it's probably hard to really tell wtf is happening]
'Tch, I know this shock! Don't think you can--
[CLUNK, SCRABBLESCRABBLE, THUD.
HERE HAVE NORA'S FACE -- it's covered in dirt and there are leaves in his hair and he looks approximately as cheerful as ever]
--hide anymore, stupid thing, why did I bother running around so damn long for--
[the comm gets bumped a bit, and you can sort of see hints of foliage and whatnot up above, cut off by... walls of dirt? if you are observant, welcome to a hole in the ground!
this is also the point at which Nora's muttering and cursing devolves into growling and flat out vengeful stomping on the device
... and just before he stomps on the power button?]
--what kinda sock is that??
[OOC: BACKDATED TO THE 25TH, MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS, DISCO.
So Nora got lost in the forest tracking down a monster. That stole his comm. And buried it.
And then he had to dig it up.
... THAT'S HIS STORY AND HE'S STICKING TO IT!!]
