[Video] GUESS WHO'S BACK :'D

[fourteenthscion]

[The feed clicks, and an exhausted Neah appears on the feed. His demeanor very different from how he normally is, or, well. Was about a month ago.

Either way, he's back in his room after not occupying it for quite a long time. Or what seemed to be a long time.]

... What have I missed?

[The camera remains on, though he moves it away from his face, because. Fuck that.]

Comments

action. Wait wait let me ORZZZZ some more.

[fourteenthscion]

[SHUT UP YOU DILL HOLE]

Your work puts you under dangerous conditions I am assuming... [You know. People hating him and what not. You have to think. Wouldn't they shoot to kill if they hated him enough? Alas.] Do you have a partner you are willing to risk your life for?

all the ORZZZZ

[caliberill]

[Temper, watch your temper. 8|<]

History-- who would've known people can get so worked up about it? [He rolls his shoulders, a smile on his face as he tries to joke. The question gets him quiet and he shrugs again, putting a hand behind his head.] That's a hard question, pal.

[Meaning he doesn't want to answer it.]

HAHAHA ASDKLSJd

[fourteenthscion]

[RAGEQUIT]

Enough to kill a man? That is quite impressive. [It's okay man. Neah will help you crack all the jokes and shit, because that's the best way to lighten the mood and what have you.]

A question I hope you have an answer for.

[Meaning he wants an opinion/]

LINK HIM TO IT GO

[caliberill]

[Chill out, man asdlka ]

They're... dedicated people, if I had to describe them. [And jerks.] Well-- if it comes down to it, I will. Without a doubt.

SOBS OKAY I WILL IN A BIT

[fourteenthscion]

[no get out ray]

[Hey Nate, how do you like having the breaks be slammed? Neah was apparently that concentrated that he didn't realize that he was tailgating someone and he had just been brake checked. ... Either way, you get a chuckle out from this guy.] You would be a good ally to have.

TAKE YOUR TIME

[caliberill]

[but I was here first D: ]

Crap-- [It's a jerk forward but already Nate is bracing himself, wide-eyed and holding onto wherever he can in the car. Recovering, he looks to the other, raises a brow and lets out a breath.] Huh.. You think so?

[fourteenthscion]

[Taking a breath in, his eyes narrowed at the car in front of him.]

Yes. [He seemed like that kind of guy. That kind of protag that'd throw himself into anything and what have you. Despite his appearance.] Would your partners not agree?

[caliberill]

I dunno--maybe. [He means yes, but he doesn't wanna say too much. Just in case something happens and knowing too much about Nate is a bad thing. You never know.]

One of them hasn't left me yet, at least.

[fourteenthscion]

Your current partner?

[Hope you're making a map, Nate. Because Neah is just driving wherever he pleases as he speaks.]

[caliberill]

Long time partner, yeah. He's had my back way more times than I can count. [He totally is-- didn't they pass that building already though? ]

Having the right people there for you is always a good thing, you know?

[fourteenthscion]

[The art of driving around and being observant, is driving around in circles, dearest Nathan. Although, he catches note that he's been driving around in a circle and takes a different turn when he can.]

Correct. It is hard to find allies who you can... trust.

[caliberill]

[... Oh Neah. You are the most subtle.]

... Yeah. Trust is a big thing, sometimes. [HNNGH let's not talk about my problems.] You know any good places to eat around here?

[fourteenthscion]

[You know what, bite him okay.]

And quite a rare thing to come by. [Hey man this guy is the problem for a lot of trust issues. Talk about all the problems.]

It depends on what you fancy. Are you hungry?

[caliberill]

[He'd rather not, you probably taste bitter.]

Yeah, kind of. [Don't tell anyone but Nate's been living off of the vending machine in the hotel lobby.] I'm okay with simple food, if you need specifics.

[fourteenthscion]

[Psh. He is not bitter at all. If anything he tastes kind of sweet. wat.]

Time for subway If you do not mind then, we could stop by at my work. My treat, of course.

[Fail bro. Vending machines aren't healthy.]

[caliberill]

[... How do you know that.]

Oh-- you sure about it? [Whoa, free meal? Who are you and why have you not been in his life and WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, VENDING MACHINES ARE FINE.] I'd really appreciate that, Neah.

[fourteenthscion]

[don't ask]

[So you know that sharp turn back? Yeah, he's pulling that right now.]

Ah, well. I would not want you to starve. Besides, I do believe I get a discount on food, so I do not mind.

[caliberill]

[WELL it's a good thing Nate can keep his balance in most situations. Leaning with the turn, he relaxes into his seat.]

Well, thanks then. I owe you one.

[fourteenthscion]

You do not owe me anything.

[Food is food. Plus he's feeling a bit nicer than usual.] No buts, either.

[caliberill]

I-- fine.

[Can't pass up a free meal.] You win.