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[ At first there's only muttering, indistinct. The video feed is blurry and unfocused, displaying a haze of neon greens on black. Once the lens adjusts, it reveals that the camera is focused on the back of a very unique looking hat. ]

A slug...?

[ More than one, really, but Noiz was only inspecting the one. There's a distinct dryness to Noiz's voice, and he sounds almost unconcerned that a torrent of slugs has been unleashed upon him. Slightly put-off, perhaps, but-- When he finally turns away from the writhing river of gastropods, his expression remains largely neutral, though he lifts an eyebrow at whoever may happen to be on the other side of his feed. ]

This happen a lot?

[ After a pause he sighs, glancing down at his glistening, thoroughly violated shoes. ]

...guess it doesn't matter.

[ Glancing up again, Noiz hesitates a second before deciding to voluntarily offer up some information after all. Not every day it rains slugs. ] Vinegar breaks it right up. The stains. So don't wet yourself if you get some on you.

[ Maybe he can start a little webseries on how to get various bodily fluids out of clothing to stave off boredom. Huh. It's a thought.

Looking rather pensive, Noiz lowers his pocket watch and the feed goes dark. ]