FIFTEEN: I don't even [VOICE -> VIDEO]

[livesarock]

[this is the voice:]

I'm not really sure I understand how the holidays and festivals really work around here...overall. If...there even is an ov--[WHUMPH--] WH-- GAH-!!

[loud speaker-wooshing.

loud...chicken squawking.

loud metal crashing.

tinny rattling.

breathless cursing.

three loud CLACKs, before the video function pops on, a fast-spinning screen. when it comes to a stop, Zelgadis is on his ass, back against a wall.

chicken in his lap, chicken..stuck on his head for a few seconds - plopping to the ground and scurrying away with another pair further off.

Zelgadis just...stares. what is his life.]

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[bibliogasm.livejournal.com]

[hurm yes quite. let's move on shall we?]

So... about those holidays?

[livesarock]

Huh-?

[beat.

oh. right. that part where he was trying to ask a legitimate question before the universe deemed it too mundane.

he grimaces, shooting a slow glance upward before even saying anything.]

Back where I'm from...they mostly all follow the same formula. I'm not sure...if there's even one at all here.

[bibliogasm.livejournal.com]

Y'mean like with the seasons? Yeah, it's pretty weird here. Lot's o' them jumbled up from all over the world, and some that don't even make sense. [Shakes his head, grimacing even as he thinks about it.] Like Talk Like a Pirate Day...