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[ The feed clicks on, and immediately giggling can be heard. Giggling of goblins, for those familiar enough to recognize it. The video is angled upward, presenting you with one pissed off looking Carolina. She's obviously just out of bed--no make up, mussed red hair that's not pulled back into its usual ponytail, and pyjamas are still being worn. But not just any pyjamas. A t-shirt and no pants, just underwear.

Yeah. She's pissed about the goblins, and she's pissed about the fact that her, pantsless, is being broadcast across Wonderland. ]

Give that back, you little--

[ She dives down, reaching for the comm device, but the goblins are quick and barely move out of the way in time. However, they're still within arm's length of her, so as she crouches on the floor, she reaches over and grabs hold of the device. All that can be seen for a minute is her hand covering the camera.

Then there's the sound of two goblins being kicked away, some fuzziness with the audio, before finally Carolina is back on screen, seemingly of her own will this time. It's just a shoulder-up view this time, and she still looks incredibly displeased. ]

Is anyone else having problems with little...things? They woke me up by bouncing all over me this morning, pulling on my hair, throwing my things around the room, and now they've done this.

I'm getting ready to punt them out the window, but if anyone has a better idea, I'm listening.

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[Wash will just stare for a moment because yeah... Carolina without pants is a thing that's happening.

And then there are goblins. The fuck...]

Did they uh... steal your pants? Seriously?

[ Staring is rude, Wash. ]

What? No! No, I-- [ SIGH. ] I was sleeping without pants, okay?

[ GOD this is awkward. Of course Wash would have to see and respond. Is that...a light flush at Carolina's cheeks? Maybe, but she'll never say so. ]

But they are trying to hide the rest of my clothes from me.

[It's hard not to stare when your CO is just wearing underwear and a shirt, okay?

He holds up his hands in surrender.]

There is no criticism. I am not judging. [Hell, he'd seen several of the other Freelancers in various states of undress at various times.]

Have they come through a hole or something?

I should hope not. I've seen you in about as much before, keep in mind.

[ She huffs all the same. Even if they've all seen eachother in less than the usual amount of clothing, this is still embarrassing. Maybe because it's been broadcast to the entirety of Wonderland, she thinks. ]

That's just it--I have no idea where they've come from or how they got in the room. I just woke up and they were here. [ The camera jerks then, away from Carolina, and then back in Carolina's direction as she hisses at something off camera. ] Back off.

[The phrase 'grappling hook to the codpiece' springs to mind and he looks a little mortified.]

Yeah. I remember that.

Uh... [The camera jerks fast enough to give him whiplash.]

You want some help?

If you mean do I want an extra pair of feet to kick these things out the window with, yes.

[ In the background, a goblin can be seen knocking some books off her desk and too the floor with a thump. Her head whips around and she growls irritably over the whole thing. Others can be seen tugging the blankets off of her bed in the corner of the screen and really, it just looks like general chaos in there.

Remembering her manners, she turns back to the camera. ]

...Please.

[He has to bite his lip to keep from laughing because this is hilarious. He will never say that to her of course because he has a healthy respect for her ability to murder him and leave no traces.]

I will... I'll be right up.

Thanks.

[ She can still get the sense that he finds this whole thing funny, but she ignores it. For now.

Cutting the feed, she then drops tugs the comm device out of a goblin's hand, sets it on the nearby desk, and starts trying to put some pants on. Only to, of course, have the goblins all try to foil her by either tugging them back down, trying to trip her, and climbing up her shoulders. At least they hadn't gotten to the point where they'd just stolen all her pairs of pants from her.

Whenever Wash gets to the room, it's entirely likely that she'll still be unlucky enough to be pantsless. ]

[He heads up there quickly, taking the time to try and make himself not find it so funny. He's not entirely successful, but it's better than nothing right? Yes. Absolutely.

He knocks on the door when he arrives.]

Carolina? It's me.

[Having successfully managed to kick all the goblins long enough to pulls some pants on, that's at least one problem solved. Hearing Wash's voice on the other side of the door, she looks up and sighs. ]

Hang on.

[ There's the sound of struggling and thumps against the door, then crashes against the floor a few short seconds later. This repeats a few times, as Carolina's door has been barricaded by the little bastards, and she's got to grab them and throw them across the room in order to get to the door. Once it's finally down to just one or two though, she swings the door open, squishing the leftovers between the door and the wall and leaving her unable to open the door all the way. ]

Come on in. Just...be careful. Watch your step. They'll probably try to trip you or something.

[What the... He's about ready to try to break down the door when it finally opens and Carolina is standing there, more disheveled than he's seen her. Ever.]

Uh... I will bear that in mind.

You found pants then.

'M not, and I got a feeling I should be avoidin' them as much as I can.

[He's been seeing a lot of those things around and he doesn't really want to think about what they might do to the partially cybernetic dog he has sleeping in his own room.]

What, uh.. what exactly is 'this' that they're doin' over there? Jus' for context.

Do that. They ruin everything.

[ There's a huff of breath, blowing a stray lock of red hair out of her eyes. There's a violent jerk of her free arm as she tries to get it out of the grasp of one of the goblins before her attention returns to the screen. ]

Broadcasting to all of Wonderland. Or rather, broadcasting me, pantsless, to all of Wonderland after stealing my comm device.

Noted.

[He can't say he doesn't appreciate the view. Not at all. But now isn't really the time.]

I guess it could'a been worse, right?

Could have.

[ She has to agree with that, but... ]

But chances are, something worse will happen. At some point, somewhere during the day or however long this ends up lasting, something worse will happen. They seems to want to do nothing but make things worse than they already are.

Reckon they're malicious?

[The alternative being that they do this kind of thing because they don't know how to do anything else.]

I mean, they're not armed or anythin, from the looks of it.

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