accidental video ● fifth reflection

[straying]

[The video clicks on to a very familiar apartment. Yet it seems that the person who turned on the SFC on accident is rather disoriented. As she fumbles with it, the video becomes clear. Saya's apartment, the living room area to be exact. The SFC is set on the table and it catches just a glimpse of an odd sight. Why the hell is Matthew laying on top of Saya on her couch? She's not quite sure either.

And so she can't refuse reflexes, emitting a sound most likened to a squeak and then roughly kicking him off of her. As he falls on the floor with an 'Ow', she wakes up a bit and tilts her head down to look at him. Her hand is removed from the SFC but the camera still manages to catch the rest of the conversation.]

Oh. So I got last and first hit. I'm satisfied.

[Then he lurches to his feet--or tries to. Instead, he ends up slumping to the floor again, wincing.] That isn't fair.

Sure it is. You gave me an opening both times. You need to work on your hand-to-hand combat skills. [She stretches and attempts to sit up as well but fails, flopping back onto the couch.]

[He huffs, propping his chin on his hand.] Catching me by surprise doesn't mean I have to work on my hand-to-hand combat. [He notices something that she doesn't and grins.] Hey Saya, toss me your SFC?

[She complies, carelessly tossing it to him and the camera is jostled as she does so.] Don't go throwing it at an enemy like you did with yours. [a pause] ... we'll probably have to go looking for it now.

[He catches it.] It was a better use for the thing at the time. [He pauses, glancing into it and tilting his head.] Oh, so it is recording. Hello, Vatheon. Looks like the theory is true.

[She sputters incoherently off-camera. There's some ruffling as she slips off the couch and reaches for it.] H-Hey! Hand that over! This isn't how I wanted to make my return!

[He laughs at her.] Well, it's too late for that. Anyway, I'm using it. [He sticks his tongue out at her.]

[There's some grumbling and she has no qualms invading personal space in order to get it back at this point. Attempts to snatch the SFC are go, but she tries to get a message across at the same time.] Ignore this guy, you can discuss the more serious matters with him later. For now- [a moment of hesitation] Well, I'm back. Or maybe we're back, I should say. Sorry if you worried, let's talk later!

[He gives a cheeky grin and cuts off the feed with a click!]

[OOC: JOINT POST IS GO. We'll be hitting you with combos marked with [1/?] so don't worry about comment order.]

Comments

[Video 2/2]

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[He just rolls his eyes.]

I just followed the hero. See how much good that did the both of us?

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

No, but if I have the energy to hit you a few times, I figure it's at least worth a shot to try at something more prodcutive.

[1/2]

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[Ping!]

Heatwave? What heatwave? Was there more strange weather?

[2/2]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Just... ditto to what he said.

But well... they certainly do seem capable of miracles, don't they?

[1/?]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[So tired of him being so assured that he knows better than her. She's just about done putting up a fight and will probably save it for their talk later.]

I never put conscious effort into making you think less of me, I can say that much.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head, grinning still.]

Well, here goes nothing, then.

[And, with the aid of the couch, he pulls himself up to a standing position. He stands for a few seconds, and then collapses back onto the couch with a 'phew', sitting.]

[2/?]

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

Though I can't imagine why you would think that we need to be lectured. We made our choices, Naoya.

[And? what is that sound? Oh yes.

Click!

And he grins, tossing the SFC up and down.]

[3/?]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[.... wait that click- He didn't.]

H-Hey!

[She snatches back the SFC, though... she doesn't seem to be calling him back.]

You don't hang up in the middle of a conversation like that! It's rude!

[4/?]

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure it's also rude to lecture someone after they just came back to life. But that wasn't stopping him.

[Oh, he notices.]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[She laughs at that, wondering just why they're so tired. It's quite... irritating. And then she figures that if she's to get things done in the short time that she apparently has to stand, she'll need support.

... good thing her apartment isn't that big and has something to hold onto at regular intervals. Using the couch as leverage, she's off! ... and clinging to just about everything to keep herself from falling over. It's sheer force of will that she will not look clumsy in front of Matthew. :| MORE MOCKERY DO NOT WANT. She's still heard as she enters another part of the apartment.]

Let's never do this again.

[5/5]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

That's... just how he does things. And two wrongs don't make a right.

[Except she's not amending it. A bit of a grumble and she slumps a little.]

Blaming you if he's in a bad mood when I call him later.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

Agreed.

[He just sits, leaning forward, arms supported on his thighs.]

It isn't worth the aftermath.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[The sounds of doors opening and closing and eveeeentually she's stumbling back, still holding onto tables and what-not for support before she finally makes it back to the couch and flops next to him. Except this time around, she has a familiar blanket and a pillow set, nonchalantly tossing it to him.]

Not at all.

[Leaning back into the cushy couch with a sigh.]

... I'll move to my room eventually. That took way too much effort.

Re: [2/2]

[shard-finder.livejournal.com]

Uhh thanks?

[Kagome smiles and winks at Saya. She was going with her gut feeling that there was more affection there than Saya wanted to admit]

So why were you both on the couch?

[CALLING ALL MARSHMAOYAS- Video]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[By some miracle, she'd found enough strength to crawl into her bed, but she figured that she couldn't leave Naoya hanging that long. So as tempting as sleep was, she went through with calling him on the SFC.

Waiting for him to pick up was agonizing because with every second that passed, she became all the more tempted to convince herself that he was too angry to pick up and just try again later-]

[pristinestar.livejournal.com]

There was. I know someone who was hit by the heatwave, he grew weak and needed rest.

It seemed anyone who was outside that time would've been hit.

[Video back] also. pffft.

[first_scorned]

[ He's quiet. When he finally speaks, he doesn't sound angry as he should. ]

You should be resting, not calling me.

[video foreeveerrr] ilu2

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[... that surprises her and she tilts her head curiously before smiilng.]

You expect me to have a good rest when you're upset? I'm not that cold-hearted.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[He just grins, placing pillow and blanket to one side and returning to his original, seated position.]

I wonder if we are this drained for a reason. Not a punishment, but a consequence of some action.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

I wasn't like this when I arrived. [She pauses and thinks. Oh. Wait. Naoya cured that, didn't he?]

... no, that might be wrong. Hmm... maybe.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

Well, I can't say without more information anyway. But it all leads back to the Church and that coral.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

... you were joking about going back, right? At least, until we figure out what's happening with the surveillance system in this place.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[He flicks a quick, amused look at her.]

Of course. I'm not suicidal.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Double-checking. Recent actions haven't shown you to care much about your life.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[...]

Dying hadn't been part of the plan.

[Rescuing her had been. He had failed that much, at least. Fitting, really.]