[accidental video]

[still_learning]

[Here, we see the vicious Jetstorm in his natural habitat, hidden away in his room while he looks over various papers containing what must be sheet music, if the backs of the pages and the contents of the book in front of him are anything to go on. What could he be planning? What devious schemes could he be researching?]

[From the look of things, it must be something quite awful. Flopped out on his front, staring with such intent, silent as a grave. Surely the end must be near!]

[... Or he could just be enthralled. YOU'LL NEVER KNOW.]

[Oh. Wait. He's spotted the drone.]

... Why are you recording th- [THE DRONE HAS BEEN CAUGHT. THE END IS NIGH. RUN FOR YOUR LIVES! VIDEO OUT!]

Comments

[still_learning]

As am I. I can read some of this, but I still cannot understand it. I may need to speak with Sam again.

[He shakes his head and peers at the screen.]

What are you doing today?

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[He nods, willing to wait. He’s going to be so embarrassed when he realizes it’s the written form of music...]

Helping out at the clinic. [It’s been a slow day, but anyone who’s worked in the medical field long knows better than to jinx the day by saying as much.]