Death on a First Date

[The camera flicks on. There's a bright red flower on screen. Then, as he moves the camera away, you get a shot of some boots, white socks, khaki shorts, then, eventually, his face.]

There's some brilliant flowers around here. So many different shades of red. They're quite wonderful, don't you think?

[He points the camera at another flower, this time up a tree] Have you seen this one?

This is fascinating.

[pause]

I hope there's no yaetevos. They can be very dangerous. [Camera's back on him. There's a pointed look for someone out there. Then it jolts a little as Eddie jumps up, and then whispers to the camera.]

Something moved. I'm going to see if it's got a barcode.

[feed ends. He's gone to check out a scorpion's barcode. This will end badly.]

[Private to Jane - much, much later. voice.]

Jane. Jane! [he sounds completely terrified] Help, Jane. [the following comes out all in one, long, panicky breath]

I was doing alright but it's dark Jane it's dark and Victor made a fire which is alright I guess but it's still pretty dark out there and I can't see anything and I know there's stuff out there poisonous stuff and dangerous stuff and I don't want to be nightloss Jane I just don't please help Jane something's going to eat me or someone's going to kill me with a daylighter or something terrible will happen and I won't make it back and I don't want to die out here I just don't.

[pause, deep breath,]

Why can't the sun come up?

((ooc: feel free to spam him anywhere you like. He'll mainly be adventuring in the daytime.))

[There is an awkward, stiff cough, and a shot of the eighth floor common room. A young, very smartly dressed, man appears on screen, and he straightens his tie, then offers a small wave,]

Hello!

This remote viewer is tiny, and... well, I never thought a remote viewer could watch you. Fascinating! [He grins, a touch nervously,] So if you're watching, hello! oh, I already said that...

I'm Edward Russett, but you can call me Eddie. I'm not quite sure whether this is the equivalent of Useful Work or a Pointless Task, but I'm sure I'll find out soon enough.

Who are the local Prefects? What're they like? I imagine I'll be the Red Prefect here.

[awkward pause whilst he ponders whether to ask or not, then he directs the camera to a lightbulb nearby]

This is going to sound silly, but can I have some lightglobes? There's no natural light in my room. I... [slight nervous intake of breath. Dammit, night terrors.] I need a source of light.