Better Than You (scourgeofall) wrote in oldredux, @ 2012-01-13 23:46:00 |
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[Accidental Video Post]
*it's probably been awhile since one of the resident assholes has been caught on camera, but it would seem that he's taken over the table in his and Zonic's room with a few different catalog looking magazines and maybe a book or two. Most of them are fatter than an average car or motorcycle magazine, but at first look - it's definitely a collection of different styles of suits and tuxedos. Next to them is a glass of water that looks fresh and new, along with some bright, but very simple, flowers sitting in them. They're leaning a little further to one side of the glass, as if they were just plunked down in the middle of the table, after some of the magazines and other things were shoved about*
*as for the person who brought them home recently, the green hedgehog has apparently shed his leather and jeans for a comfortable pair of sweatpants and nothing else as he pads back and forth by the table. He's half chewing on an unlit cigarette as he flips through one of the tomes of pictures and looks more and more displeased with what he's seeing. His shoulders tense as he growls around the cigarette, which makes the bone-wing tattoo on his back shift as he turns and continues to wear a hole in his carpet*
God damned fuckin' monkey suits...why are there so many fuckin' different kinds? S'not lik' there's much difference between half o' these other than lik' a trim or something. Jesus, you'd think th' fuckin' man would have an easier time than th' bride who has lik' eighteen trillion more options since you know, little girl's dream an' all that shit...
*he sighs, lowering the catalog and frowning at it before he tosses the damn thing onto the table with a resounding slam. It jostles the table a bit, making one of the piles of catalogs slide and hit the glass with the flowers in it. With a wobble, it starts to tip, which makes his ears perk high before he curses and grabs at it to save them from tipping over completely. Some of the water spills as he swears, looking them over to make sure the flowers themselves weren't crushed as he plunks them back into the glass and then sets about grabbing what looks like one of his tanks to wipe up the water before pitching it across the room to hit a hamper*
*the hedgehog pads off to refill the glass and the flowers before he brings it over to where the bed is, moving one of Zonic's books over and setting it on the nightstand on his side of the bed instead. He smirks a little, moving one of the flowers a bit so it looked a little nicer before turning back toward where he was pacing. Instantly he's starting to grumble again, eying the pile of catalogs again as he takes a chair and flumps into it, his quills fluttering against his shoulders as he leans on his left hand and frowns*
...fuckin' hell, this woulda been easier if they just had somethin' in fuckin' leather, I swear... Why th' hell am I doin' this again? I don't even know if he wants ta do this...
*he asks himself before he blinks, wriggling his fingers against his cheek before he pulls his hand away from it to look at his fingers, mainly the left ring finger at the gold infinity band that he's got there. It doesn't take very long for the irritation to just kind of wash from him as there's one of those hidden genuine smiles of his spreading across his face before be reaches to grab another book and open it up*
Hmm... he really lik'd th' Armani that one time so...