[Video] [Action for Housemates]
14 March 2012 at 10:21 am
Zero Kiryuu
[When the video comes on, there is the image of a kitchen on the screen. It's obvious from the looks of it that the kitchen is neat and orderly--normally. Currently the counters are riddled with boxes and bottles. Spices. Food. Cabinet doors are wide open.

In the midst of all of this chaos is a slightly confused and vaguely irritated Zero. The clanging of pots and pans echoes through the microphone as he squats on the floor searching through one of the lower cabinets. He's obviously having difficulty finding what he's needing.

Finally, he pulls out a flawless stainless steel skillet that looks almost brand new-the reflection of a familiar looking short-haired brunette sticking her tongue out at everyone for a moment before Zero tilts the pan and makes her disappear. You all saw nothing, right?

With a sigh, Zero gets up on his feet before addressing the entire dome. He's too confused and lazy to filter to his housemates so he doesn't really care who hears it. He originally thought it was Yuuri, but little things he's noticed in the last few days of living here are leading him in a different direction. Which is confusing the hell out of him because who picks up so many weird personality quirks in such a short time? He'd lived with her for four years and some of her behavior wasn't what he would consider 'normal' for her.]


Just so you know, it takes a lot longer to get a meal on the table when you don't know where anything is. If you want to rearrange all the cabinets, at least come retrieve things for me so I don't have to spend five minutes searching for the flour.
[ voice | open ]
14 March 2012 at 09:30 pm
Neil Dylandy / Lockon Stratos (I)
[ There is a growl as the recording begins. ] God damn it. [ From that, and the sound of glass bits falling onto a hard surface, one might think this was made in error.

But no, this call was made with a purpose. ]
Whoever the Hell decided that rooting around in my head was a good idea,— [ A crunch of something hard underfoot that snaps with the strain. ] —I'm here to tell you that you're dead wrong.

And if you don't stop... [ ...then you'll be dead and wrong.

He lets the threat hang in the air a moment before disconnecting. Needless to say, Neil did not appreciate the vision in the mirror just now. Or the other ones earlier in the day. The deepest recesses of his mind is a place others do not belong. ]


[ OOC: If you would like an action thread for the visions, I put up a plotting comment about it over here! ]