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( Prose tl;dr in which Envy is incapable of holding all his feels )
[It's not long after sunset, and the starts are coming out when Envy turns on the feed. He's wearing a sleeveless shirt on account of the day's heat, so the fading blue splotches running down his arms are visible. There's wind whipping his hair around since he's so high up, and the large metal radio structure behind him explains where he is. An Aerodactyl, looking like some massive gargoyle's silhouette in the faded light, is perched on the only other edge of the roof that's still in the frame and explains how the hell he got up there.]
[Envy doesn't look thoughtful or nostalgic or anything of the sort. In fact, he's got a smirkish half-grin on his face, an altogether normal expression for him.]
So, two whole years in this place. It sure doesn't feel like that long to me, but I guess time flies when there's some new disaster every few weeks.
Still, I guess I've got to do something to mark such a momentous occasion.
[He holds up a string of red firecrackers.] These ought to work just fine for that.
[Without further ado, he stands up, putting the firecrackers down on the ground, and the 'Gear as well while he fiddles with the matches and manages to get the fuse lit. Then the camera is back in his hands as he films the bright and noisy results. It's definitely not an unimpressive sight; they were a gift from China himself back at Christmas. And since today would have been China's two year anniversary too, it seemed fitting somehow. Once the last of the string has popped, Envy turns the camera back on himself, grinning a little wider than before.]
Here's to another year.
[He ends the feed there, although those with good ears might have heard a few alarmed shouts and footsteps coming up the stairs to the roof. Seems like setting off small explosives on top of the tower isn't exactly appreciated, whoops. Time to jump back onto his dinosaur and vanish into the night.]
[It's not long after sunset, and the starts are coming out when Envy turns on the feed. He's wearing a sleeveless shirt on account of the day's heat, so the fading blue splotches running down his arms are visible. There's wind whipping his hair around since he's so high up, and the large metal radio structure behind him explains where he is. An Aerodactyl, looking like some massive gargoyle's silhouette in the faded light, is perched on the only other edge of the roof that's still in the frame and explains how the hell he got up there.]
[Envy doesn't look thoughtful or nostalgic or anything of the sort. In fact, he's got a smirkish half-grin on his face, an altogether normal expression for him.]
So, two whole years in this place. It sure doesn't feel like that long to me, but I guess time flies when there's some new disaster every few weeks.
Still, I guess I've got to do something to mark such a momentous occasion.
[He holds up a string of red firecrackers.] These ought to work just fine for that.
[Without further ado, he stands up, putting the firecrackers down on the ground, and the 'Gear as well while he fiddles with the matches and manages to get the fuse lit. Then the camera is back in his hands as he films the bright and noisy results. It's definitely not an unimpressive sight; they were a gift from China himself back at Christmas. And since today would have been China's two year anniversary too, it seemed fitting somehow. Once the last of the string has popped, Envy turns the camera back on himself, grinning a little wider than before.]
Here's to another year.
[He ends the feed there, although those with good ears might have heard a few alarmed shouts and footsteps coming up the stairs to the roof. Seems like setting off small explosives on top of the tower isn't exactly appreciated, whoops. Time to jump back onto his dinosaur and vanish into the night.]
