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Jan. 8th, 2010 07:13 pm[video]
[Clow is standing in what looks like a library or study - those who've actually been inside Clow's library will find the scene familiar, although on closer inspection, little details seem to be off - were the bookcases always laid out like that? Where did that strange flowering vine come from? Clow is dressed in his typical Victorian gentleman fashion, although with no jacket on. His waistcoat is a little brighter than usual - a rich, quilted purple velvet. He smiles widely at the camera - yeah, that creepy grin he loves so much]
My, my, my! It appears we have some guests today! How positively lovely! I do hope you enjoy your stay here in Wonderland~
[He leans closer, filling the frame, and whispers conspiratorially-]
Do mind your manners, though - the Queen has been in such a foul mood as of late. You'd do well not to upset her.
[Back out again, and he's suddenly holding a pot of tea in his right hand, the other tucked behind his back. He brings it forward again, now holding a tea cup and saucer.]
Now, then - would anyone care for a spot of tea?
[Still smiling, he pours the tea from the pot into the cup. It's bright blue. Make of it what you will.]
[Clow is standing in what looks like a library or study - those who've actually been inside Clow's library will find the scene familiar, although on closer inspection, little details seem to be off - were the bookcases always laid out like that? Where did that strange flowering vine come from? Clow is dressed in his typical Victorian gentleman fashion, although with no jacket on. His waistcoat is a little brighter than usual - a rich, quilted purple velvet. He smiles widely at the camera - yeah, that creepy grin he loves so much]
My, my, my! It appears we have some guests today! How positively lovely! I do hope you enjoy your stay here in Wonderland~
[He leans closer, filling the frame, and whispers conspiratorially-]
Do mind your manners, though - the Queen has been in such a foul mood as of late. You'd do well not to upset her.
[Back out again, and he's suddenly holding a pot of tea in his right hand, the other tucked behind his back. He brings it forward again, now holding a tea cup and saucer.]
Now, then - would anyone care for a spot of tea?
[Still smiling, he pours the tea from the pot into the cup. It's bright blue. Make of it what you will.]