Fourteen ★ Video

[wasthemaster]

[The feed will click on, but it's mostly showing a brick wall of an alleyway at the moment. It's moving pretty erratically like Draco's trying to fix something and he's working with his hands. Granted, it's not like he actually knows how to make things work and he has no idea how to use muggle tools, so it's mostly just a lot of banging around until he finally caves to address the city at large.]

Now that that's over...[That is to say, if you want to talk to him about what happened with Thiazi and the corrupted, don't. He's not up for it at the moment save for a few close people.] I might actually need help with something. Only if you understand methods of mechanics.

[Give him a moment to flip the camera to reveal a motorcycle that a friend left to him. Said-motorcycle looks as though someone took a baseball bat to it. It's dented, one of the mirrors is missing and the front wheel is removed from the bike all together, propped up to the side somewhere.] How the hell do I put this back together?

Additionally...[And then he stops. Nah, he's not going to bother mentioning anything about the shop, or about people from home, or anything that's happened in the last few weeks. He's going to stay off of the radar as much as possible in terms of those topics.] Well, never mind. That's it. [And with another bang as he fruitlessly tries to hammer out the dents, the bracelet clicks off. Draco seems to have a talent for ignoring anything he wants to.]

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[voice]

[wasthemaster]

...if I'm not fine, I'll be fine. Okay?

[voice]

[nukeoleptic]

What an awful lie. Just promise you'll try to sleep tonight?

[voice]

[wasthemaster]

Depends. Are you going to be with me?

[voice - private] 1/2

[nukeoleptic]

I will always be with you.

[voice - private]

[nukeoleptic]

Unless I've narcolepsied in the restaurant or something.

[voice - private]

[wasthemaster]

[...SIGH.]

Do me a favor. Write up a list of where you're going today so I know where to look for you if I need to.

[voice - private] the matching icons made me laugh really hard

[nukeoleptic]

I'm going to see Stiles and then I'm going to Ryan's and then I'm coming home.

[voice - private] ...omg not on purpose

[wasthemaster]

Where does Stiles live?

[voice - private] even better

[nukeoleptic]

Odin, 101. I won't be there for long. He's a fox.

[voice - private]

[wasthemaster]

Excuse me?

[voice - private]

[nukeoleptic]

He is a cute little fox right now! And he wants food, so that's why I'm going over.

[voice - private]

[wasthemaster]

Why is he a fox...you know, actually, forget I asked.

[voice - private]

[nukeoleptic]

I'm gonna go with 'a curse' on that one. When do I get to drive Sunny's motorcycle?

[voice - private]

[wasthemaster]

Depends. Do you know how to drive? Are you even old enough to drive?

[voice - private]

[nukeoleptic]

You didn't ask if I was old enough to drink that time you brought over hot chocolate.

[voice - private]

[wasthemaster]

Hey that was entirely different, thanks ever so. If I recall you took the bottle from me and refused to give it back.

Besides, you lived with Roxy at the time.

[voice - private]

[nukeoleptic]

Right.. back when I lived with Roxy. [ She hesitates, then starts again. ] Seriously, though. Are you sure you're okay? I see Harry talking to you. [ It's a concession, and probably obvious by her tone: 'reassure me one more time and I'll leave you alone.' ]

[voice - private]

[wasthemaster]

Don't worry about what Potter and I are discussing.

[voice - private]

[nukeoleptic]

You can't tell me to do that.

[voice - private]

[wasthemaster]

Why not?

[voice - private]

[nukeoleptic]

I'm trying to stay out of it, but I can't ignore it. Fighting is so freaking stupid.

[voice - private]

[wasthemaster]

Who says we're fighting?

[voice - private]

[nukeoleptic]

Bluuuuuuuh. Forget it.

[voice - private]

[wasthemaster]

Tell me anyway.

[voice - private]

[nukeoleptic]

Nope! Feel a nap coming on. I will see you later!