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asgardeventide2012-09-07 08:43 am
showmeanguish) wrote in asgardeventide2012-09-07 08:43 am
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008; [video/action] Day 140
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[It starts very abruptly with a wham, and at a crazy flurry of movement that might cause some viewers to get motion sickness if they're sensitive to it. Obviously the person on the other end of the feed doesn't care, or more accurately doesn't even know they're recording. The shape flashing across the scene almost looks like a windowsill, and for a few seconds the bracelet's camera catches what looks like a very, very dead, squished spider.
There's forced breathing, like someone's doing it through clenched teeth, before the video statics and cuts completely.
...Only for a second video to pop up, about five minutes later. This time it's an equally confusing and unstable view of someone yanking a drawer of a dresser open, and pulling out everything inside. This one is shorter, before it ends abruptly again.]
[action]
[Roughly fifteen minutes later, there is a bonfire burning on the grounds next to Hel House. Vanitas has piled everything he's come to possess in Asgard--clothing, a weapon or two, a pouch full of runes, the charm Euri gave him... even his bedsheets--over a few dry sticks and grass that he was able to collect in a frenzy, and has lit the whole thing up with a book of matches he confiscated from the kitchen.
The only thing he hasn't added to the pile are the clothes on his back and his helmet, which he's actually put over his head, and is clutched between his hands. He's sitting cross-legged in front of the product of his seemingly unhinged actions, firelight glinting off the black visor.]
[ooc: Posting this before I run off to work; I'll tag back asap!]
[It starts very abruptly with a wham, and at a crazy flurry of movement that might cause some viewers to get motion sickness if they're sensitive to it. Obviously the person on the other end of the feed doesn't care, or more accurately doesn't even know they're recording. The shape flashing across the scene almost looks like a windowsill, and for a few seconds the bracelet's camera catches what looks like a very, very dead, squished spider.
There's forced breathing, like someone's doing it through clenched teeth, before the video statics and cuts completely.
...Only for a second video to pop up, about five minutes later. This time it's an equally confusing and unstable view of someone yanking a drawer of a dresser open, and pulling out everything inside. This one is shorter, before it ends abruptly again.]
[action]
[Roughly fifteen minutes later, there is a bonfire burning on the grounds next to Hel House. Vanitas has piled everything he's come to possess in Asgard--clothing, a weapon or two, a pouch full of runes, the charm Euri gave him... even his bedsheets--over a few dry sticks and grass that he was able to collect in a frenzy, and has lit the whole thing up with a book of matches he confiscated from the kitchen.
The only thing he hasn't added to the pile are the clothes on his back and his helmet, which he's actually put over his head, and is clutched between his hands. He's sitting cross-legged in front of the product of his seemingly unhinged actions, firelight glinting off the black visor.]
[ooc: Posting this before I run off to work; I'll tag back asap!]
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Immediately, he swings an arm out towards him with a balled fist, sweeping it towards his hip, hard.]
Don't. Touch me.
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The fuck is your problem?!
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[He blurts it out before he can really think about it, voice already on the verge of cracking.]
So much for your 'advice'.
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Oh. That stupid thing got itself killed!
Small spider, big spider. Made sense ]
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[The statement's flat, because there's really nothing else he can say.]
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So you killed her.
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I couldn't stop it. After all it managed to live through, and then...? You know I didn't even think it'd be around for a week.
[But the dumb thing had actually stayed, and he'd gotten so used to it being there, that he'd just snapped when he found it. He felt hurt, and confused.]
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Kaz isn't sure if he finds it ridiculous or something he can approve of. ]
Qhhth'ssqhk would've gone eventually. [ It's not consolation of comfort, just the facts. It was something he'd had to get used to when he was younger too: spiders weren't like Arachne. They'd never live anywhere near as long. ]
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He's bottled up his emotions for too long, and now they're all pouring out.]
Why it feels so raw.
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Right...
Maybe you oughta talk to someone?
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...Whatever. [You're a huge butthole. B(]
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...I can call Euri if you want. [ AT LEAST SHE COULD HANDLE THIS ]
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Just go away if you want. I don't care.
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Though a thought occurs to him. ]
...I cleared out Vriska's place a little while ago since she left. Left a fuckton of spiders who're probably gonna eat each other unless I spread 'em out...so. [ you know :T he could spread some to your living space. IF YOU DON'T SQUISH THEM THIS TIME. ]
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Vanitas' body suddenly goes even more tense than before, and he slowly turns his head to look back at Kaz.]
You brought the other ones here.
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