video ● eleventh reflection
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straying[ FORWARD-DATED TO THE EVENING OF THE 23RD. (As tags will be slow for a while after.) ]
[There's a click as the feed starts and Saya hums a bit. She looks a bit tired but there's nothing about her demeanor that specifically tells that she's been haunted for the last couple days.]
The eve of Christmas Eve, guys! I figure most of us are pushing back our holiday plans considering everything that's happening, but I've found the most reliable mailman, so I hope some of you get your presents! Is everyone managing with your ghosts, though? I had one of my own but I haven't seen him lately. Then again, he always had that habit with disappearing. But if you ever need a place to crash or someone to talk to, you know where to go~
[She grins cheekily. Though suddenly her expression is confused.
What was that chill?
Will you continue to destroy others, witch?
The air is electrified. Everything is tense. Every fiber of her being on edge. Him. That voice. That insult. Only he would- Only her murderer would.
The broadcast is left forgotten as she whips around in her chair, her back to the SFC now as it lay on the table, entirely neglected. Because all at once, she's forgotten. Forgotten the curse, forgotten the ghosts, forgotten everything. Only remembering that she is facing the man who took her life.
Nevermind that this voice is only in her head.]
H-Hey.... I-I liked Train better. Why are you here? I don't want to- to....
[--to die again.
Her voice shakes, much as her frame does now. All the worldly experience that she exudes in her posture and confidence has been stripped from her now, just as she feels that the world has been yanked from underneath her.
Train Train Train. You don't even deserve to say his name, witch! He's not here to save you now. And truly, I will not fail to cut out your heart-
She leaps to her feet and knocks the SFC off the table in her haste. It clicks off. There will be no audience as she loses her mind.]
[There's a click as the feed starts and Saya hums a bit. She looks a bit tired but there's nothing about her demeanor that specifically tells that she's been haunted for the last couple days.]
The eve of Christmas Eve, guys! I figure most of us are pushing back our holiday plans considering everything that's happening, but I've found the most reliable mailman, so I hope some of you get your presents! Is everyone managing with your ghosts, though? I had one of my own but I haven't seen him lately. Then again, he always had that habit with disappearing. But if you ever need a place to crash or someone to talk to, you know where to go~
[She grins cheekily. Though suddenly her expression is confused.
What was that chill?
Will you continue to destroy others, witch?
The air is electrified. Everything is tense. Every fiber of her being on edge. Him. That voice. That insult. Only he would- Only her murderer would.
The broadcast is left forgotten as she whips around in her chair, her back to the SFC now as it lay on the table, entirely neglected. Because all at once, she's forgotten. Forgotten the curse, forgotten the ghosts, forgotten everything. Only remembering that she is facing the man who took her life.
Nevermind that this voice is only in her head.]
H-Hey.... I-I liked Train better. Why are you here? I don't want to- to....
[--to die again.
Her voice shakes, much as her frame does now. All the worldly experience that she exudes in her posture and confidence has been stripped from her now, just as she feels that the world has been yanked from underneath her.
Train Train Train. You don't even deserve to say his name, witch! He's not here to save you now. And truly, I will not fail to cut out your heart-
She leaps to her feet and knocks the SFC off the table in her haste. It clicks off. There will be no audience as she loses her mind.]
Tags:
- !ic,
- !video,
- a little shaken,
- an assassin that's only in your head,
- can after-life get any worse,
- curiosity killed the--,
- dana needs some self-control,
- fml forever,
- have some angst,
- have some insanity,
- have some paranoia,
- how about no,
- how do you fight off an assassin,
- i see living people,
- is this teal deer yet,
- moments of weakness?,
- psycho boyfriend out to get me,
- take your own goddamn advice saya,
- why we can't have nice things,
- wtf this curse
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Date: 2011-01-11 05:03 am (UTC)[Making a fool out of herself while receiving an impromptu dance lesson, or going back to her apartment and undoubtedly pushing him away...]
There's nothing worse than wasted opportunities, if you ask me.
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Date: 2011-01-11 05:47 am (UTC)Now just follow me lead. [and...leads. IDK.]
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Date: 2011-01-11 05:53 am (UTC)But well, it's a good thing she's quick on her feet. Combine that with all the movies she's watched by now and she begins to get the hang of it.
Though admittedly she might be thinking a little too hard about it as she tries to avoid tripping or stepping on his toes.]
Hmmm...
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Date: 2011-01-11 05:55 am (UTC)and he'll be glancing down every so often, amused]
Haha, you're doing much better than the young mistress. I'd think you were a natural.
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Date: 2011-01-11 05:59 am (UTC)At that comment, she laughs. Looking up at him, she shrugs a bit.]
Nah, just adaptable. Or something like that.
To be fair, I think I've had to work on my footwork for other things a bit more than Shirayuki.
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Date: 2011-01-11 06:02 am (UTC)[and surprise! a twirl.]
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Date: 2011-01-11 06:07 am (UTC)Yeah, quite a pity. Maybe it'd add to the illusion of grace.
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Date: 2011-01-11 06:18 am (UTC)Oh I don't know, you seem to be doing well as is.
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Date: 2011-01-11 04:49 pm (UTC)I lucked out on a dance partner at least.
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Date: 2011-01-11 11:47 pm (UTC)I wouldn't be so sure of that.
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Date: 2011-01-12 12:18 am (UTC)[action]
Date: 2011-01-12 12:35 am (UTC)So do you feel a little better now?
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Date: 2011-01-12 01:24 am (UTC)I'd say so. Took some time to drown it out, but... if it works, it works!
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Date: 2011-01-12 01:27 am (UTC)I'm glad I could be of assistance—and that the distractions worked.
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Date: 2011-01-12 01:33 am (UTC)You're good at it!
I owe you one. Or maybe two... and a half.
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Date: 2011-01-12 01:46 am (UTC)Not at all! I couldn't just leave you like that, you know. [even if that hug thing was rather. surprising.] Just know that if you ever need anything, just give me a call. I'll be sure to find my way to you.
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Date: 2011-01-12 01:59 am (UTC)... though admittedly, seeing Creed again is suddenly making her question that. So after a thoughtful pause, she just sighs, apparently done arguing with herself. She musters a small smile, though.]
Yeah... Thanks, Obi. I appreciate it. And you don't be a stranger either, okay? No way for me to make it up to you if you don't ask for anything.
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Date: 2011-01-12 02:00 am (UTC)