∞ [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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[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

...You're nothing special.

[audio;

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

I don't know what you're ashamed of. You didn't come off badly.

[text;

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

What the fuck are-

What are you talking about?

[audio;

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

I would.

[text;

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

You're not making sense, and I have to get back to work. Don't you have something else to do?

Go away.

[audio;

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Actually I'm done for the night. It's been a great one, want to hear about it?

[ text;

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

Hardly.

You're awfully thick- a little slow on the uptake, aren't you?

[ audio; 1|2

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Had one girl, crushed to death outside her apartment. Messy, but not much work. Another one drowned. Another guy with a system able to withstand third degree burns, less lucky than you'd think. And I'm just waiting to get the OR reports on someone they had to pry out of a steel trap.

Whiny little bastard, aren't you.

[ audio;

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Bitch. My mistake.

[ text ; | oh no you didn't

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

People died and/or were traumatically injured? So you're just detailing another regular day in the City then.

Buck up and stop whining, Doc.

[ audio;

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Right, I guess you've got your problems too. One day as a girl and you're already premenstrual.

[text

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

I haven't complained a bit. You came and tried to piss me off, while I've only been trying to get you to leave me alone.

And in all honesty, I don't care.

[audio;

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Tell that to the guy whose face you broke.

[There's a pause here, some consideration, and finally a genuine if weary sounding,]

Sorry.

[text;

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

He was asking for it. I gave him several chances to shut up.

[ if there was such thing as a text form of a eyebrow raise, this would be it. ]

Amazing. An apology.

[audio;

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

He sounded like an arse, and I was doing a decent impression. You don't want to know me, I'm not about to fight over it.

[text;

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

It wasn't an impression; you generally are an ass. Also, if anyone's being premenstrual, it certainly isn't me- regardless of the parts.

[text;

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

I'm generally charming. Maybe you've had the wrong parts to notice.

[text;

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

You must tell that to yourself in the mirror everyday.

[audio;

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

It's like you watch me.

[text;

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

Only in your fantasies.

[text;

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Not even the ones where you look like that.

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[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

 

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[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

Change the topic. Or leave.

[audio; sob i keep forgetting but he is too tired to type

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

[sigh]

You change it.

[text;; it's okay. <33 he just doesn't want him to hear his voice

[amorafelix.livejournal.com]

Go sleep. Obviously you need it.