Oct. 26th, 2011

[identity profile] genius-idiot.livejournal.com
[Kaiji hasn't been around much since the zombie battles. He was utterly exhausted after all that, and felt useless since so many people ended up being killed. Today, though, he'll turn on his phone and make a call.]

Hey, uh, so. We all know bad shit's gonna go down around the time of the full moon, right? Or at least, weird shit. Maybe it's not going to be zombies every time, but at least we should be ready in case it is. Maybe we oughta have meetings, or a place to meet at least. Or a bunker with supplies. Or... something, I dunno. Maybe it doesn't make any sense since we never know what's coming our way.

---

[Tonight on the town, Kaiji is out enjoy the cool weather for the first time in awhile. He stops at different houses and stores to look at all the Halloween decorations everywhere, and displays in the windows. He mutters under his breath.]

We're supposed to give out candy, right...?
croibhristeoir: (together we can take the world apart)
[personal profile] croibhristeoir
[ooc: This is a joint post with [livejournal.com profile] caliburns, because misunderstandings happen a lot with these guys. Expect responses from both of them.]

[The phone fell to the floor when a small misstep caused Lancer to nudge the table it was on--in accordance with Murphy's Law, of course the video turned on. For the moment, it focused mainly on a lump of sheets and blankets a skilled eye might recognize as Saber. Just offscreen, a familiar voice could be heard muttering to himself.]

...thought for certain it was here yesterday, it's not as if it could just wander off.

[Lancer wandered onscreen, mostly in the background as he carefully examined yonder closet.]

[Now, Prospero, you may well notice three things about Lancer. One is that his hair is notably disheveled. Another is that he has a nasty looking pair of scars from some kind of stab wound lined up on his chest and back.]

[The third, directly following the second, is that he's not wearing a shirt. Sharing a room with Saber and not wearing a shirt. Scandalous. Also hot damn.]


Are you awake, Saber? I seem to have lost something. [Pause.] Additionally, I think that perhaps we should discuss last night. That was an occurrence of no small significance for both of us, I think.

[Silence. The blanket lump shifted--you have disturbed the sleeping lion, Lancer.]

...It is at least safe to say I will be feeling the effect of that final thrust for some time yet, Lancer.

...perhaps the conclusion was a bit more forceful than I'd intended, yes.

[WELL SHIT PROSPERO, DOESN'T THAT SOUND LIKE AN INTERESTING CONVERSATION. TOO BAD, VIDEO CUTS OUT THERE.]
[identity profile] greyerrant.livejournal.com
Action 1: [ Garviel is spending some time after the battle with the Death Arcana recuperating. He actually went to the hospital, being sensible, and is now sitting around in the hotel lobby reading books, with an enormous bandage wrapped around his side. Do you join him for a chat? ]

Video 1: [ Garviel appears on the screen, looking weary. ] So, tell me, did we learn anything of note about our foes here as yet? I'm a man who fights... I need to know what our thinkers and seekers are doing.

Audio (Locked to Nero) Saber... I've purchased the wine. I believe you mentioned a steak? I'll allow you to choose the locale, if you don't mind.

Profile

The Velvet Key

March 2013

S M T W T F S
     12
3456789
10111213 141516
17181920212223
24252627282930
31      

Tags