Video 🔥❄️ A Special Announcement

[gruffier]

Type: Video
Sender ID: Clive Rosfield (gruffier) and Jill Warrick (tilfrosset)
To: Public to everyone!
Subject: The two lovebirds have something important they'd like to say.
Warnings: They're being disgusting. Seriously.

[The feed opens to a blurry image of poorly jostled movements. Sounds of rattling scraping against the speaker of the shellphone indicates an attempt to prop it against something solid. Finally, after a few more moments (got to get the angle just right!) the image clears, revealing not one- but two faces on the other side of the screen.

Clive and Jill, at your service!]

Good day, everyone. [Clive begins, his back straight and voice almost mirroring an authoritative tone. However, despite how rigid he looks, the man was smiling. His scarred face wrinkled with creases of a genuine gleam as he looks to Jill before finally returning to address the camera.] We thought it proper to give a formal announcement…

[ He’s not the only one who’s smiling. Jill is too, though much less rigid in her posture. Her shoulders are relaxed, looking as if someone has taken a large load off of them for one and together the pair make a picture of two giddy schoolkids up to no good. She reaches out for his hand, taking it into hers, and clasping it tightly before addressing the camera as well. The measure of support they give one another is obvious and what they have to say shouldn’t come as much of a surprise if given a little thought to how much they mean to each other.. ]

Not only proper, but more… efficient in this manner. Rather than leave it to the winds to carry the message, we want to tell all that we know at once.

[ She glances back over at Clive with expectant eyes, wondering if she should say it or if he should. But on second thought, she shakes her head and decides not to force the man of few words to come up with the entire message. ]

We would like to officially announce our betrothment.

[ Now that the main message is out there for all and sundry, she gives the floor back to Clive. ]

Yes. [Clive listens and nods along with a fondness on his face to that of a beggar receiving an abundance of gil. He holds Jill’s hand tightly in return, giving a look of a man clearly in love, before eventually offering the camera a half glance.]

Thank you for the kindness you have shown Jill and I. We pray that you will continue to support us as we take our next steps— [Annnd just like that his gaze leaves the camera completely and back onto Jill, dripping his head slightly.] —together.

Yes… Together.

[ Because that’s how they always do things, isn’t it? That much is certain with how she shifts to face him fully, to take in the man she loves with every bit of her soul. Apologies to anyone having to suffer through this. The shellphone and whoever is watching this broadcast no longer exist in her world; just the two of them remain at this moment. A moment more than well earned in two lives that were once full of nothing but strife and pain.]

Comments

[gruffier]

[ Regardless, with every comment Clive's heart grow a bit fonder. He is grateful for the connections made here, however big or small they were.

And wedding? What wedding? Clive is going to try to avoid a big get-together for as long as he is able— ]

I thank you, Ranma. We both do.

[catsgothistongue]

[But. But if there's no wedding... What food will he be able to swipe? ;_;]

When's the wedding?

[gruffier]

[ Oh... oh Ranma, no... ]

We haven't set a proper date yet, but it is intended to be a small one. Likely just with our family involved.

[catsgothistongue]

[What??]

Ohhh... That makes a lotta more sense.

[...]

If you guys have any leftover food, could I have it?

[Ranma plz.]

[gruffier]

[ Straight to the point, huh? ]

You are welcome to any and all food we have available. I'm certain there will be plenty to go around.

1/2

[catsgothistongue]

[A man can only be coy for so long! You have no idea how big the smile is on this boy's face right now, Clive.]

Thanks! It'd be a shame to have good food go to the waste.

[If it's a small gathering of family only, chances are they're not going to finish all the food prepped for the special occasion.]

I'm happy for you guys tying the knot, and hope you two have a great marriage without anything going wrong.

2/2, blame cheska for this

[catsgothistongue]

Just, if you two start getting frisky, turn off the cameras first and save it for the bedroom. Couples forget to do that on here.

[Yes, this is a partial call out post to Kaveh and Alhaitham. Now that he knows they're a thing, he's smart enough to put context clues together and realize they weren't wrestling. Not the fun kind anyway.]

1/2

[gruffier]

We've traversed more hardships than this, so nothing can

[ But then he stops typing when the next string of words come in.






And he just stares. First a bit confused by it all, but as he pieces together the meaning of Ranma's words his eyes began to narrow. ]

[gruffier]

I beg your pardon?

[catsgothistongue]

What? You don't know what getting frisky means?

[Clearly that's what is getting him stumped here. Nothing else at all.]

[gruffier]

[ OH BOY HE IS SO GLAD THIS IS OVER TEXT because poor Clive's face is so red right now- ]

i can take a few guesses what it means, what i want to know is why

[catsgothistongue]

Because anytime a couple get lovey-dovey or together on camera on network, they get a little out of control with how much love they wanna share. At least, in terms of Kaveh and Alhaitham, they do.

[Clearly that means every couple here is like those two.]

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[empyrean_mirror]

RANMA SAOTOME.

[he needs to give you a middle name or something for a crime such as this.]

[catsgothistongue]

[Meep.]

Hey Kaveh.

[Is his volume up too high or is Kaveh yelling at him, he's going to assume the former cause he didn't do anything wrong, nosiree.]

[empyrean_mirror]

Is this really the time or place to be talking about this?!

[You have done so many things wrong.]

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[catsgothistongue]

I was only givin' them some advice so they don't embarrass themselves.

[That hole's getting bigger. What hole, you ask? The hole Ranma's digging for his grave.]

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[empyrean_mirror]

That is not advice I think they need to receive in public on their engagement announcment.

[catsgothistongue]

... Are you mad?

[Stop the presses, he's catching on.]

[empyrean_mirror]

I'm not particularly pleased to be brought up in this context, yes.

Let's not make their day about me, however?

[catsgothistongue]

You're the one who came in screaming his lungs out.

[empyrean_mirror]

Yes, well.

Maybe next time we don't ask the nice people who have done nothing wrong to not get frisky on camera, hm?

[catsgothistongue]

[Don't say something stupid don't do it don't make this whole mess bigger than it needs to]

Would you rather I'd ask them to?

[Damn it.]

[tilfrosset]

[Allowing Clive to handle this conversation on his own gives Jill a chance to make a nice cup of tea. With it in hand, she's in the midst of taking a sip a few inches off screen as Ranma decides to grace them with that bit of advice.

Suddenly everything directly in front of her is drenched in a spray of camomile.]

E-Excuse me?

[She coughs the words out as she quickly grabs a handkerchief to dab herself off.]

[catsgothistongue]

[Peering his head at the spit take.]

What, did I say something wrong?

[Self-aware to understand that much, yet not enough to fully get what's got them in a tizzy.]

[tilfrosset]

Your advice...

[She sounds a bit hoarse from the hot tea and coughing, but she has to get this message through.]

...is unneeded.

[Unlike the other two, she and Clive have shame.]