∞ [thirty-six] | accidental video post

[fatespoken]

[ The setting is Blue Light- low lights and loud chatter of a full house drowning out the cool jazz in the background. It's packed to the doors, mostly because it's a Saturday night and curse days indeed encourage people to take a few shots to their troubles.

The camera is focused on the bar, an area currently manned by one Peter Pevensie and... someone in an over sized, gray hooded sweat shirt. The hood is large enough to shield his- her face in shadows. Gray-hooded individual is currently making a cocktail for the customer in front of her. A customer who may already be mildly intoxicated ]

Hey, sweetheart. Why don't you show your face?

[ There's no response from the bartender, so he takes matters into his own hands, reaching over to pull down the hood with a tug. ]

There you go. That wasn't so bad was it? Next time wear something sexy and call me- the number's written on the Greens.

[ She's staring at him with a glower of death, and probably is a few seconds away from ripping out his throat. That doesn't stop him from forcing two Greens into her hand, as he pries his drink from her other. ]

...Right. How about you kill yourself instead?

[ With that, she tosses the coins at his face- it'd probably be more intimidating if her voice was lower. ]

Damn, girl. Who knew you were a saucy bitch.

[ And those few seconds are up, for there's a yelp and a clatter of a glass as the bartender punches the customer in the face. She- he meant to cause more than a bloody nose, but these hands are new. The video cuts off with the customer holding his nose and the girl shaking a now-bruised hand.]

[ooc: He would destroy ofsubservience, if he knew who you were. D< Replies from amorafelix. Either action or voice is fine.]

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[worksmart.livejournal.com]

[Look, it has been a bloody long day. Burns victim, one patient bleeding out, and he's not long ago called time of death on a drowned girl about as old as Amory looks. You'll have to forgive him the soft laugh, here.

And the longer, louder one that follows it.]

[ switches to text ]

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

jladjslfl;/d

...And who are you?

[ Because the first tactic is to play dumb and pretend he isn't Amory. Not a very good one, he knows that- but who knows, it might work. ]

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[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Come on, you recognise me. I'm not the one suddenly equipped to work at Hooters.

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[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

Can't recall anyone with that an- accent. And if I served you before, I didn't bother to remember you.

Not clicking.

audio;

[girlwithabow.livejournal.com]

[Nobody says anything, except for what suspiciously sounds like a snort of laughter hidden behind a cough.]

text;

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

You could try being discreet.

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[girlwithabow.livejournal.com]

If I wanted to be discreet, I would have been.

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[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

Didn't you say you'd leave me alone?

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

No violence to the customers. If they're bothering you, call the bouncers, that's their job.

[There's a pause]

Do you need to go home?

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

I really couldn't help myself. I'm sorry.

[ poor excuse, but- it's true. ]

If it's all right.

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I won't take this out of your sick days.

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

[sob. watch as his pride is smashed into smaller pieces than it already is. it takes a moment for him to respond. ]

Thanks. [ another pause ] Sorry for being a hassle.

[chasingmorning.livejournal.com]

Are you okay?

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

I'm not the one with the bloody nose.

[chasingmorning.livejournal.com]

He was grabbing at you.

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

He was a lush and an idiot, but he didn't touch me.

I'm fine... except for the curse, but that goes without saying.

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[THE SOUND OF RESTRAINED LAUGHTER. MAYBE.]

DONE

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Hello.

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[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

Hahaha, hilarious. Amory Felix grew a vagina. Let's all laugh at him.

It's a dead and beaten horse, Caspian.

[audio; playing the switching game

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

What kind of crude woman are you?