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26 January 2010 @ 06:38 pm
[The feed clicks on to the blank sky. It's getting dark but not night just yet. A sunset would probably be in view if the camera was angled towards where the sun was disappearing over the horizon--but it isn't. Instead it's angled down towards the ground, which looks awfully far away. Or farther than it should. That would be because its on top of a building from the looks of things.

The snow looks fresh and is still falling. The air seems otherwise very vacant and calm and still. There is only silence.

Someone didn't want to get shocked. That is all.]
[The feed cuts on to the blinding flash of a perfectly angled dagger blade to create a harsh glare. You can bet that it was done on purpose. The blade is up close to the camera, really close, but is backed off a bit as the wielder begins a deft little show of twirling it this way and that and pretty much showing off skills of blade handling. Which is useless in a fight but something about the way this person does it manages to look deadly anyway. Like they really can use the blades more perfectly for a real fight.

Anyway, the show stops eventually and a dark skinned, fair-haired woman steps into view. Not the usual lady on this frequency to be sure... but it sounds like her when she speaks.]

How odd. I can only imagine that now I know what Credo was talking about... I wish he were here for a little teasing. [She chuckles, briefly; it fades into a non-humorous sound.] At least the weapons are of use. In fact, I quite like them... [She grins wickedly into the camera.]

Maybe I'll go try them out on...something...

[There's a small to medium length pause as she just stands there for a moment, back to the camera as looks as though she was about to head for the door but thought of something. She glances down at her outfit and then quickly whispers something before reaching back to turn off the feed.]

Too bad the kid's not around anymore to see this...
10 January 2010 @ 12:34 am
[A familiar zap...]

...ow. A New Year, same tendencies.
[The video clicks on to show the tiniest hint of green growing inside of a pot. Yep, another one. The camera shifts and for a moment there's two in the picture. But then its being lifted and Trish appears on the screen with a wry almost-smile.]

A plant? Really now? What kind of gift is that to give to-- [pause] Lots of people got them, huh. Did everyone then? Does that mean they were given by...?

Oh, whatever. Dante! You better take of of this thing or else~!

[For a very disorienting moment the camera is waved around wildly as if Trish is pointing it somewhere but there's only a brief moment where the waving actually stops and focuses on a few somethings in the corner. Then the camera is placed face-down on the nearest surface. In other words: nothing but black.

Her voice continues on however.]

I've got a few places to visit I guess. Hope I can remember where each of these people are...

Here's to not getting lost~

[[She's not likely to get lost so much as wander around. On purpose. Feel free to hit up on commentlogs, with or without mistletoe. A-anyway, I suck at gifts so if you've got a better idea just let me know. l-lol. GiftsCollapse ) See tags for people included. Y-yeah...she needs more friends. >.>]]
14 December 2009 @ 08:36 pm
Kanji, do you celebrate Christmas? Credo? Do I know anyone else that does?
I'm not asking you, Dante.
01 December 2009 @ 06:16 pm
...I need something to do.

Someone volunteer something.

Or someone give me a reasonable dare to preform. Anyone like the game "Truth or Dare"? [pause; she leans forward into the camera with a mischievous smile quirking her lips] ...How 'bout "Strip Poker"? I need something to cheer me up. Com'on, boys. You know you want to~
19 November 2009 @ 11:58 pm
...People here always seem to be complaining about people going missing. I wish I could just up and disappear...
13 November 2009 @ 12:40 pm
[There's the sound of someone getting shocked and a simultaneous sharp intake of breath and then a noise of deep frustration. There is a rather potent banging sound and then a clatter. The device having just been thrown against the wall is the likely culprit, and the post ends in a bit of static before timing out.]
26 October 2009 @ 12:24 am
Dr. Yagokoro, if I may speak with you. I hope you faired well the last...incident. And if so, it has been a while so I was wondering when you would start appointments for chip removal again and if so when I can get this over with. I'm sure you can understand why with the recent events. Although I'm also trying to do a job with one hand tied behind by back so to speak.

Thank you for your time in advance.

[A minute passes before Trish returns to the device and switches it to audio recording.]

14 October 2009 @ 02:06 pm
[When the communicator turns on at first there's nothing to see but the inside of Devil May Cry. In the background a tapping noise can be heard; it starts relatively slowly but begins to pick up pace as time passes. Eventually the sound stops abruptly and a shot of blond hair appears briefly in the camera as Trish leans over from behind the communicator and turns it off.]

((Trish isn't doing anything. Yet. But the she-devil is feeling anxious and restless, and that noise was her tapping her foot impatiently. Dante~~ Feel free to tie her up when the shit hits the fan. Want to plan something? :D))