video // un: connor

[plasticasshole]

Name: Connor
Date: 08-08
Format: Video


[Connor looks decidedly irritable as he turns on the video, but not because of anything anyone else has done... he just doesn't understand how he was here one moment, gone for what felt like a minute, and then he was back and months had passed. Hank is gone, and he has to figure out who is still here. He also needs to see who has his animals, because he'll be damned if he's letting them go like that.]

I'm looking for anyone I know. Or who knows me... I'll admit, my memory seems to be somewhat faulty after my trips through the mirror.

[Another reason to be unhappy.]

I'm also looking for my animals, if anyone I know has them.

As for the people who I'm unfamiliar with- please feel free to introduce yourselves. I always welcome potential friends.

My name is Connor. I arrived with the first Mirrorbound. I'm a monster- a Merrow, more specifically. If there are any Witches out there who need a Bond, I'm sorely lacking and would appreciate it.

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[plasticasshole]

Yes, I'd like that. I'm home... or what was home.

[He mutters it, sounding distracted, before focusing on the answer to his question.]

And you think it's temporary?

[He wonders what else is temporary... him being here? He hopes not. If all that waits for him when he "leaves" is nothingness, he'd rather be here.]

[faithlikeaseed]

All right--I'll be a few minutes getting Trouble, but I'll be over with him quick as I can. [It's no large matter to set aside his studies in the Coven to do this, and he is eager to be in Connor's presence again. He had missed the android, dearly.]

Oh--no, I'm quite sure I'm a Witch so long as I remain here. [No explanation forthcoming for why he thinks that, but.] I'll adapt in time, I'm sure.

[There's some quiet rustling sounds as he begins packing up whatever he was doing when he called.] How are you feeling, in all of this?

[plasticasshole]

[Myr sounds very certain, and Connor wonders why- but he can ask when Myr gets here, he supposes.]

I'm... sad. Hank is gone, I don't know where most of my animals are, my house is dirty, and I missed so much time. I don't know how to handle it, if I'm being honest.

[He sounds dejected, sighing.]

And my memory... I don't remember everything. I'm not used to that.