sirenspull | Entries tagged with c: aqua

[For a long time, static fills the screen. Just static, crackling on and on. But gradually, over the static, a deep, gruff voice comes to be heard.]

You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do say can and will be used as evidence against you... [Crackle]

[It would seem that Eponine has managed to get herself arrested. The static is back now, louder than before, and the sound of material being rubbed against the NV can be heard; Eponine keeps her NV tucked well in her chemise. She's being hurried to a police car now, though it's near impossible to hear the police man's footsteps over the noise of Eponine's clothes.

After about five minutes, the deep voice can be heard again]

Got a right one here, Bob. Newcomer. Pickpocket and a prostitute to boot. Complaints about her all over town.

[And Eponine's whispered answer, clearer than Bob's answering laugh.]

Shut up shut up shut up.

[She says nothing else until she is apparently hustled into the police station, and then it is only reluctant.]

Name?

Eponine... Jondrette. 'Ponine Jondrette.

Powers?

[Silence]

Well, Jondrette, you're being charged with at least five counts of theft - and I'll be damned if I don't get some more to testify against you.

[She's silent. What is she supposed to say to that? But perhaps it's the determined look on her face that makes the policeman laugh]

Bob, take her down. Enjoy your new room, Jondrette. You'll be there a while.

[There is the sound of more footsteps, of a light clinking, handcuffs, and a -]

Too tight?

[Though Eponine gives no answer. There's silence, broken by the sounds of material shifting over the NV and the ominous clang of heavy prison doors. Eventually, there is a curt,]

In.

[and another heavy clink, followed by the sounds of a key turning in a lock. There's silence again, before the sound of gentle sobbing echoes through the NV. Eponine would be mortified if she knew it was recording.]

(ooc: basically, Eponine has been arrested for some of her many thefts over the last few months and has been locked up indefinitely for now. There's a high bail price on her head; the Port police are too used to these newcomers coming and going seemingly at random to let Eponine away easily. Feel free to comment and try to cheer her up though. I think she's going to be bailed out in a few days...)

needtobecleaned

[Someone saw the news today and she's curious.]

Sand sculptures?

[She did a search online and.... wow, there are some really impressive things done with sand.]

It looks like something that MOMO or Junior would be interested in. I regret that they are not here to join the competition.

dr_orpheus

[It looks like Aqua has a bedsheet wrapped around her neck as a cape (it looks like it, because it is), held in place with a binder clip. Someone had to improvise.

When she speaks, the intonation sounds wrong for her voice, like someone is trying to lend gravity to the words but isn't used to doing it within a feminine vocal range.]

It has been several hours. You have had your fun. I would like to be placed back in my own body now.

returnsmagic

[ There's a scrambling noise, of something sharp and heavy scraping against the television. A heavy noise soon followed it, a noise that sounds remarkably like breathing, but ten times as loud, louder than a lion's and as loud as a fan of an air plane.

Soon, there is a bright light, a light that is reflected off of golden scales - a familiar sight. But these scales are different - some look like they are encased in frost, others burned away by splatters of acid or by the definite streaks of lightning burns.

The video shifted and there are claws that curved around the screen, dragging the NV to the muzzle of a gold dragon. He looks wearied, if it is possible to read the expressions of a dragon, especially with one that shows sign of chlorine gas poisoning: his golden eyes are swollen, appearing to be red-gold by the ruptured veins. His jaws are partially opened, revealing swollen gums and it soon becomes evident that Aurican's breathing is harsh, interrupted by coughing and hacking. His long fangs gleam in the morning light as he begins to speak, his usual deep voice sounding high and weedy. ]

I died . . . and I come home, only to die again.

There is an irony I sense in this, but I am in no mood for s-such nonsense.

[ Aurican closes his eyes, but barely. He opens them again after a moment of quiet. ]

No mood for any nonsense. Eurig is n-no longer needed, as my attempts to coexist as both dragon and human failed, obviously. I-I will be addressing myself Au-Aurican and Aurican alone. I am done with that lie.

[ It takes a lot of effort to speak, so Aurican is quiet for a long time, trying to gather his strength again. ]

I apologize for this lie. I thought I was being wise by separating a human's life from a dragon's life. A f-fool's errand.

Life is life. Nothing more.

[ He is suddenly interrupted with a violent series of hacking coughs, blood and spittle flying everywhere from his jaw. He stills, letting the episode past. ]

If anyone is so kind, I am in need of a healer. Dragons usually heal themselves, but the process can take decades. I-I'm afraid that at the end of the day, I will be dead. I have been struck by lightning a few times and I have inhaled a g-great deal of chlorine gas.

As usual, I am at the baseball field.

[ With several attempts at pawing for his NV, he manages to turn it off. ]

reversing

What do you consider magic?

[ ... yes, that's it, that's the whole post. ]

kuritsun

[ the reclusive genius girl makes an appearance! Well, maybe not that exciting. But Kurisu is indeed appearing on video today, sitting at a desk while facing the NV and wearing a rather formal expression. It seems like she's composed herself a bit more since her arrival, regardless of the fact that nobody had actually seen her then. She nods towards the screen before speaking in an even and businesslike voice. ]

Good afternoon. It seems like all the other "newcomers" use this as their primary means of communication, so I thought it was time that I introduced myself. My name is Kurisu Makise. I'm eighteen years old, originally from Arizona in the United States, and I was working on my masters in neuroscience at Victor Condoria's brain research lab. It's a pleasure -- ... Well, considering the circumstances, it isn't really, but I hope that we can at least work together.

[ she runs a hand through her reddish hair. ]

I wanted to ask if anyone knew more about the company that's guarding the Core. I've done some research on them, and they seem sort of -- [ a loud bang from the window interrupts Kurisu as she jumps about a foot in her seat with a decidedly unprofessional squeak, turning quickly to look at the window behind her... and seeing several orange somethings flying by. The chair scrapes against the floor as she pushes out of it to go look out the window herself... and she's clearly visible jerking back from the window in surprise, sounding absolutely dumbfounded. ]

-- Fish?!

mirroredmemory

You know, it's kinda weird seeing what sort of people the Core pulls in when it does. I don't think I ever realised just how many kinds of worlds there were out there. I mean, I knew there were a lot, but they're all so different. But if you're new here, I hope you're doing okay.

[Xion's surrounded by a pile of books and she has a pencil and note pad out in front of her, but while she's paused to talk to the NV, her pencil is hovering in her right hand, bobbing up and down while she talks.]

I was wanting to try out some new recipes for Kahve so we could put some new things on the menu, maybe some new cupcakes or different cookies. Does anybody- oh!

[Xion's pencil has been pounced on by a dangerous predator! Except not, it's just a very overenthusiastic grey and white kitten who's batting at the writing implement with white tipped paws.]

I guess my cat wants to say 'hi' too. Maybe I need to put a bell on her, she keeps creeping up on me...

[She tickles the kitten's feet with her fingertips, laughing as the little animal as she pounces back.]

Does anybody else's pet like to play pranks on them?

blackmoonrising

[About half an hour before this feed goes live, the more spiritually sensitive inhabitants may have felt the arrival of a very, very potent source of spiritual energy interrupting their senses. Sorry about that, he can't help it.

The NV feed being broadcast is video, it’s after dark and someone seems to have accidentally pressed the video function while trying to get to grips with their newly acquired piece of tech. And now he’s picking a fight with it.]

Send- damn it what the hell kind of piece of crap are you?! Don’t give me that ‘number is not in service’ bullshit I know that damn number’s right!

[There’s a beep and apparently this is enough to make the orange haired boy on the other end of the line growl in frustration.]

What the hell kind of phone are you supposed to be you piece of junk!

[It looks suspiciously like the NV is about to be hurtled at the nearest wall, and now viewers can very plainly see an annoyed teenage face scowling at the screen as it is held at arm’s length, before he seems to notice that the red light next to the camera is on and…]

Crap is this thing on? Hello? Anyone there?

[And then he sighs, moving the NV back down to a more user friendly distance and glowering at the camera.]

Okay, if anyone’s paying attention then I need to know how the hell to get to the asshole who thought dragging me here was a good idea. Or you can point me in the direction of someone who can help.

And, uh, anyone know what the international code to dial Japan is? I need to call home and let 'em know I'm gonna be late for dinner.

[There’s a pause… and then he seems to be mulling something over. What he is considering is whether or not to explicitly call out the familiar sources of reiatsu he can feel in this strange new city he’s found himself in, thus a) exposing his Shinigami allies where they may not want to be exposed or b) making him sound like a crazy person if they’re not here and he’s just imagining it all through displacement induced wishful thinking. He opts for a happy medium, scowl still etched on his face.]

Oi. I can feel that you’re here, y’ know. Anyone feel like saying hi or am I on my own out here?

[But that scowl's still not gone. He really looks like he's weighing up his options here, and then, with a rub of his neck and a sigh (because he knows in advance he's going to regret asking this but he doesn't have a choice), he adds this little beauty to the end of his transmission. Desperate times call for desperate measures.]

And I'm kinda missing a corpse. I had it before I got here and now it's gone. Anybody seen one?

destinysembrace

[The feed starts up to a a table filled with lace, ribbons, red paper and a few tiny roses. Possibly a scissor and some tape added to the mix, with Kairi humming somewhere off screen. After a while, she picks the NV up, showing what she was working on.

There's a small pretty bowl filled with candy hearts, resting on a circular piece of paper trimmed with lace, and a ribbon wrapped around it with rose buds at the center of the knot. Kairi's voice comes on.]

Mm, not sure if it works good enough, since I'll have to run it by the boss, but I might as well get opinions on it. Is it too fancy or too plain as a centerpiece for tables on Valentine's day?

[It made sense. Decorating a coffee shop for Valentine's would rake in crazy profits. She switches the view back to her, munching meditatively on a candy heart as she tilts her head to one side.]

... and I was curious on how some people here actually celebrated Valentine's day. Like... do you guys give chocolate to your closest friends, or just for a special someone?