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tvk2011-10-26 09:48 pm
croibhristeoir) wrote in tvk2011-10-26 09:48 pm
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⚔ 008; [video; morning of 10/24]
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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.]
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.
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.]
Video 1/3
Who..? [ Recognizing the number only makes her feel dizzy as she recalls her death not too long ago. Guess who's going to feel dizzy enough that she's falling off the edge of the bed now? ]
2/3
[Shirtless Sexyface.]
[Can you see all these shojo sparkles?]
Saber? Are you alright?
Video->Voice 3/3
[ With a hand still tightly holding onto the phone, the other rests against his chest as she tries to dispel the vertigo. Exhaustion and the surprise of someone she's not really up to speaking with brought her into her knight's arms.
Yup, got enough jelly Sola? ]
Mm. I thank you, but this was not necessary. [ Turning the phone, she glances it over, the blush evident on her cheeks. Hoping that the man doesn't notice it, she nestles her face against his chest (because he's totally not going to feel the warmth, right Saber?) ] I was just taken by surprise, was all.
[ Flipping the video off, she brings the phone to her ear. ]
Yes..?
Voice
[Click.
She will just be sulking now. WHY HER?]