His Majesty's Dragon

[The feed first opens on the bright red face of a Druddigon, the top of her head already lightly coated in snow. She makes a satisfied sound that she's managed to get the 'Gear turned on, before handing it to the young man leaning heavily against her side, looking unbalanced as though he'd fall over in a moment if she weren't keeping him upright.]

[He's wearing a bottle green coat that looks like a military uniform out of entirely the wrong century, including a cravat that's been pulled loose. He gingerly takes the 'Gear from the Druddigon with the tips of his fingers, his hands curled like claws, and looks down at it curiously. He clearly doesn't realize he's talking to anyone other than the Pokemon next to him.]

I do not understand why you keep handing me this strange box. It does not do anything but light up and show words which make no sense at all.

[There's something oddly clumsy about his speech, as though he's having trouble speaking around his own mouth. He taps at the screen with one finger.]

Which is very interesting, and I should like to keep it after I get back, but it is not telling me anything useful. And neither are you, whatever language you're speaking. [He casts a somewhat sullen look at the Druddigon, who only sighs and shrugs.]

Druuu.

But it isn't! It says welcome to the world of Pokemon, but not what a Pokemon is. Or where Laurence is, or how I have been changed into a human. I am quite sure I haven't swallowed any odd pearls, I would remember.

[He's starting to look considerably more anxious now, but after a moment swallows and squares his shoulders determinedly. He can't waste time on panic now!]

I don't suppose this is something Napoleon might have done…but I must find Laurence. You may help me if you like, and then we will find your captain too if you have one.

[Temeraire clearly feels that he can't be standing here and waiting to begin his search any longer, because he pushes off the Druddigon to stand on his own, takes a single, determined step forward…and immediately overbalances and faceplants in the snow, the feed going completely white and then cutting out.]