♛ fifteenth hunt - video;

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[ Well, well. Something clearly isn't right here. Though he's young--about fourteen--and doesn't remember Wonderland, Sam is still a hunter. Won't advertise it, but is smart enough to be wary, and peers into the device with a youthful, but suspicious glance. ]

Hey. Not cool. [ He huffs shortly, seemingly unconcerned that he's been kidnapped. ] Usually, I think people make demands when they've got hostages. Right? And I haven't heard anything yet.

[ Sam peers into the little camera, unused to the technology of a network like this, but also very smart. ]

If there's something you want to say? Say it. I'm not gonna stick around here long.

( ooc; his answers will come from nonfiction! )

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[bossily]

I'm outside in the gardens.

[She crouches down for a second, and holds up a soccer ball because I am American football.]

I was playing with this ball I found in a closet inside, and I've tripped and fell a few times. It must be somewhere in the grass, I think! It's my grandmother's old ring on a silver chain. There's a red stone in the ring and everything, so I think it must be pretty valuable. And not just because it came from someone my mum loves, either.

[As she's talking, she takes to bouncing the football around from foot to foot. It's a little clumsy, but she's getting bored standing around and talking. She needs to get moving to stay entertained.]

[nonfiction]

Okay. [ Mission! Sam begins to head back outside, having stepped in the mansion to poke around after he'd come from the playground. ]

Don't worry, we'll find it. And I'll be there in a minute, alright?

[bossily]

Alright.

[She gives a smile and a nod, and fumbles with her device a little as she tries to figure out how to turn the thing off.]

You should be able to see me right when you leave the house. I haven't wandered too far out yet.

[There's another smile and a wave, one that's so big that her braided pigtails are sent bouncing around. And with a soft laugh she finally manages to turn off her device, and keeps herself entertained by kicking around her football.]

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[nonfiction]

[ After a while, a short, brunette kid in plaid (always in plaid) shows his face around a corner, spotting who he recognizes as the girl. He waves, keeping a little bit of distance in case she doesn't want to deal closely with strangers, etc. ]

Hey! You okay?