video; un: peekaboo

[descendency]

[ the video feed flicks on to a young man's grim, steel-eyed gaze. he strikes as a man who might be more attractive were he not so severe and dour, a natural softness to his features that does not take easily to his fury. rosy lips pulled taut in displeasure, he stares out as though scrutinizing an audience he has not yet gathered, who yet remains unseen. ]

It's Gabriel.

[ he states his own name with distaste, as though he would rather be doing anything but giving his name to these circumstances and that much is the plain truth of the matter. ]

I require the statuses of Beitang Moran [ insufferable know it all ], Wei Wuxian [ insufferable busybody ], and Five [ insufferable ].

As for the rest of you, would someone like to kindly tell me where the fuck we are and what the hell we're doing here?

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audio;

[reparo]

What, no please?

[descendency]

[ great, the british are here. ]

No.

[reparo]

Well, alright. I'm familiar with the three, but I don't know you, so I'm assuming it's been a while since you were here - Gabriel.

[descendency]

[ he'd had a feeling he's been out of the game for a while considering the sheer amount of unfamiliar voices making chatter on these channels. he sighs, bringing a hand up to rub at tired eyes. ]

Your assumption is likely accurate, I'm just not sure of how long it's been.

And who are you, then?

[reparo]

I've been here a good while - [ honest to go tsssssk, and under her breath ] We really ought to keep calendars...

I'm Hermione.

[descendency]

[ she's been here 'a good while' and yet he has no idea who she is. that bodes well for him. ]

...you haven't been keeping track of time?

[ don't worry, hermione, mingyu's scathing judgement is on the collective 'you'. it's not personal.]