stfuporom.livejournal.com[The video feed clicks on, and there's a moogle's face for a moment.]
...and that's how the video function works, kupo!
[The person holding the phone, however, looks a bit... confused. He's kneeling in front of the moogle, eyes going back and forth between it and the phone.]
Uh... right. I'll remember that.
[He stands, and the phone shows the distinct background of Oerba. It's bright and sunny.]
So... this moogle says I'm on this Gaia, and that this is some form of communication device-
-You're here!
[A pink-haired girl appears in the area, seemingly out of nowhere, and wastes no time at all in racing over to Palom. She hugs him tightly for a second before starting to fuss over him, straightenning his clothes and adjusting his headband and apparently attempting to get his ponytail to behave by glaring at it.]
[and Palom freezes, arms lifting in the air as Porom fusses. The moment she starts on the hair, however, he moves quickly.]
Porom- you're here? Don't touch my hair!
-then fix it youself.
[She is holding out the dreaded hairbrush.]
And you're late, by the way.
[He scoffs the dreaded hairbrush.]
How am I late? I just got here! If anything, you're early.
[She will not stop waving this hairbrush at him until his hair is brushed.]
I've been sensing your arrival for days now. You're late.
-wait, is that thing still recording?
[He looks down at it.]
So it is.
[and he turns it off!]