❝ ONE ❞ ( video + action )

[sanskrit]

[India is rather composed even though he's found himself in such a place. No need to look scary or intimidate anyone he is possibly speaking too, right?]

Namaste, everyone who can see and hear this. This technology is something new to me, but is indeed quite ingenious and useful. [he pauses briefly, giving a smile.] I'd like to ask people for more information about this place and the circumstances as why I was brought here. While a vacation is always good for the mind and soul, one taken so abruptly is not.

ACTION:
[India is sitting cross-legged on a rock located on the beach. He's wearing clothing like this, but doesn't have the bow and arrow. He looks like's he's enjoying the view, or maybe he's thinking about something. Feel free to interrupt him.]

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[paysdelamour]

[Francis recognizes the voice, and watches India speak, but he notices the beach in the background and decides it's probably just going to be best to meet him in person. He's always preferred speaking in-person anyway. So he ignores the feed and starts heading India's way, hoping he will still be there when he gets there.

With luck, he does find India sitting there, watching the ocean. He doesn't call out, mostly because he doesn't want to interrupt anything, but he does make himself easily visible on the beach, walking well into India's peripheral vision.

Though India may not recognize him at first, his hair is stark white and short, not at all like the long, blond locks he usually possesses.]

Bonjour.

[sanskrit]

[He's rather composed for a person who has just been kidnapped. He turns around towards the voice, as it seems very familiar, but he doesn't recognize the person. He gets up, looking a bit confused.]

Namaste, are you from this island?

[paysdelamour]

[And he can't help but roll his eyes at that. Honestly, India, how can you not recognize him from his exceptional facial structure, or his fashionable, colorful clothing, or his fantastic ass or... something!]

Nom de Dieu, Inde. I know it has been years since you last saw me in person, mais...

[sanskrit]

[GIVE HIM A SECOND... the hair is a defining trait kk.]

Years I-? [Then it clicks. Whoops! he bows a little, a little apology.] France? You look... [he's trying to remember the word for this.] avant garde, is that the phrase?

[paysdelamour]

Not the phrase I was hoping, mais... oui, it is all right.

[He sighs, approaching him a little closer and just sitting on the sand. There's not enough room on the rock, and anyway, he needs to just sit down from all the running around he's been doing this morning.]

Has anyone... explained this place to you, yet? Or do I get the honor?

[sanskrit]

It seems once again I will be learning things from you. [aka yep, you get that honor, france. he looks over to him, smiling.] I have been told some information by the locals, but hearing your take on things... I think it would interest me greatly if you do me the pleasure.