[The feed begins with the sight of...part of a face? There’s clearly some kind of green hair, tan skin, an eye, and...blood?]
[Yeah, uh, definitely blood. In fact, as whoever the owner of the voice was speaking to adjusts the camera angle for him, there's...quite a lot more of it that becomes visible. His entire shirt front is soaked in it, but the poor waiter/bartender next to him seems a lot more distraught by this than he is. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that more was still clearly dripping through the tears in it, one could almost be forgiven for not immediately assuming the blood was his.]
So I just--talk into it and people hear me? [A tiny, wordless nod comes from the other man.]
Huh. Kinda like a Den Den Mushi, but with a picture...guess I will hang onto it then. Thanks for the info.
[And while he’s at it...he takes a moment to address the weird mirror box before he heads on out, since he’s got nothing else to trade for food (or drink).]
Oi! I'm missing a couple things:
[Things, people, the entire kingdom he was just in. Same diff.]
A rubber idiot wearing a straw hat, a shitty cook with a curly eyebrow, a long-nosed sniper--[He counts off on his fingers, as if reciting a list of groceries, rather than, you know, his crew, but much as he might be acting tough, there's a definite undercurrent of concern there]
A reindeer-person, a blue-haired girl and her pet duck, comes up about this high [he raises a hand to about waist height], and a red-haired girl, our navigator. If you've acquired any sudden debts lately, it's probably her.
If someone's seen them or can tell me how to get back to Alabasta Kingdom from here, I'll owe you one.
[He huffs, then, rests one hand on the hilt of one of his swords.]
--And if any of you morons is actually listening to this, you better tell me you're alive, or I'll kick your ass when I find you!
[That draws a small yelp from the bartender, and Zoro turns back to him, suddenly reminded of his presence]
Oi, how do I stop talking at the weird box...?