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discedo2012-05-19 01:11 pm
shortestfuse) wrote in discedo2012-05-19 01:11 pm
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This has gotta be some kind of… screwed up dream…
[ There's lightly panicked breathing, albeit calm for one who has just woken up in a strange world. Adrenaline is high, but there's no one around for him to blame, nothing around for him to throw.
A blond man in bartending regalia lights a cigarette, unconcerned with the fact that the communications device is making a small documentary: Inside the Pocket, the untold story. There's a grunt of disproval, he obviously realizes something's amiss after a quiet beep alerts him to the piece of technology hidden from view. ]
What the hell is-… a phone…?
[ He's obviously stressed, his voice clipped, strained as though he's trying to keep his wits about him. The feed shakes, the image blurs from a violent motion, a rough hand locked around the camera. A thumb moves and you finally see the man's face.
… He looks quite angry, a tick at his brow, a twitch at his jaw where his teeth are clenched around the filter of his abused cigarette. Like an animal backed into a corner. ]
Spyin' on me now? Tch. I don't get it -- whaddaya want me to do?
[ The image takes on a new angle; Shizuo holds the camera up, pointing it down towards his face at a rather artistic angle and he stares up into it with a squint over his sunglasses as though trying to decipher an unintelligible code. ]
Well… fuck this. Fuck you. Like I'll make it that easy!
[ Expression darkening, the cigarette he can be seen holding snaps between his fingers. The device loses focus immediately, white noise flickering briefly when the uneven ground catches it, managing to land with its camera pointed up at grey sky.
Just in time to record the heel of a dress shoe dropping down on the lens. ]
Problem solved!
[ There's lightly panicked breathing, albeit calm for one who has just woken up in a strange world. Adrenaline is high, but there's no one around for him to blame, nothing around for him to throw.
A blond man in bartending regalia lights a cigarette, unconcerned with the fact that the communications device is making a small documentary: Inside the Pocket, the untold story. There's a grunt of disproval, he obviously realizes something's amiss after a quiet beep alerts him to the piece of technology hidden from view. ]
What the hell is-… a phone…?
[ He's obviously stressed, his voice clipped, strained as though he's trying to keep his wits about him. The feed shakes, the image blurs from a violent motion, a rough hand locked around the camera. A thumb moves and you finally see the man's face.
… He looks quite angry, a tick at his brow, a twitch at his jaw where his teeth are clenched around the filter of his abused cigarette. Like an animal backed into a corner. ]
Spyin' on me now? Tch. I don't get it -- whaddaya want me to do?
[ The image takes on a new angle; Shizuo holds the camera up, pointing it down towards his face at a rather artistic angle and he stares up into it with a squint over his sunglasses as though trying to decipher an unintelligible code. ]
Well… fuck this. Fuck you. Like I'll make it that easy!
[ Expression darkening, the cigarette he can be seen holding snaps between his fingers. The device loses focus immediately, white noise flickering briefly when the uneven ground catches it, managing to land with its camera pointed up at grey sky.
Just in time to record the heel of a dress shoe dropping down on the lens. ]
Problem solved!
[ voice ] he's going to end up traumatized..
K-kill?!
[ voice ] POOR LITTLE GUY FEKJNDSC preserve your innocence!
Stop freakin' out, kid, not you. Not unless you piss me off. You sound too wimpy for that.
[ voice ] HE ALREADY KILLED TOO, SOB.. but killing is still bad!!!
Y-.. you don't have to kill anyone here, you know, everyone is pretty nice.. except the monsters, of course.
[ voice ] ;m; omg not precious yukiteru my heart is breaking
Ah, we'll see about that. I don't trust you people. [ Well... ] Other people. [ He's just a boy after all, he seems nice enough. ]
The monsters I'm not worried about. Monsters can't backstab and lie, can they.
[ voice ] glues it back together?!?!
That's true, but.. um, when people lie they usually have a reason for it, right? You shouldn't immediately judge everyone about it.. [ says the guy who gets backstabbed all the time. ]
[ voice ] wefjknds shizuo would be proud, he glues every wound
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I-.. I didn't meant to tell you what to do, I was just.. saying.
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You should be more confident or somethin' when you're speaking. Guess it can't be helped. Where d'you stay, haa?
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And.. um, I'm staying with my girlfriend in an apartment in Discedo.
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Nice you got someone to rely on though, hm. Gotta keep your buddies close. I'll be up in the an apartment here soon. Can't remember the name... "L" something.
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I'm sure you'll be fine then, sir! Or at least.. you sound like you'll be. Me and Yuno are fine too, although I'd rather have her rely on me than the other way around.. that's only right, after all.
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And yeah, shits not even getting to me. It'll be a cake walk. [ He pulls the communicator up close and stares blankly into the camera. ] 'Course. You gotta keep your lady safe, after all, that's a good mindset.
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