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5th-May-2008 09:51 pm - = 092 ♣
Serene
Ifrit's flaming ass. My head vilgehk hurts. I don't think I've been in this much pain since Brother hit me with that Thunder spell.

So anyways. Everything's fine now~ Just needed time to relax and recoup and the like.

And uh, this survey thing. Thought that since Allen won't let me out of my own vilgehk garage for Shiva knows how long, I'd take the time to do it~




(OOC; pwiefiwejfej. ): So rehearsal is going to be eating me alive for the next week. This means that replies will likely be slow. Buuuut I promise to get around to everything A.S.A.P. And that picture where she says what she's wearing? That's just there because I think it's adorable. :D Aaaaand all strikes above the meme are unhackable. But the ones that are part of the meme are totally visible, because she's just being a dork. ... ilu all~)
3rd-May-2008 10:37 pm - = 091 ♣ [Voice Post]
Movement
[Begin Recording]

(Post randomly starts recording. Light footsteps, followed by a set of heavier footfalls. Shuffling of metal objects, and a voice comes in mid-sentence.)

Rikku: --otta be around here somewhere...

(A whistle breaks in the background--likely slightly back and a bit away from Rikku's initial position in terms of sound. You can hear the brow quirk through the tone, which implies honest teasing.)

Desiderio: Somewhere?

(Pause in the object-shifting, and then it starts up again, closer to the terminal. The eyeroll is audible in her tone.)

Rikku: Yes, somewhere. Probably arou—

(Abrupt halt in all sound from her. The light footsteps that had followed distantly halt at the exact same moment. There's a sharp inhalation, the sound of something light dropping and rolling across the floor... a spark of haphazard embers stinging against the cold floor.)

Rikku: Wh— Oh, Shiva. (Thump as she falls to her knees.) E-ed rindc! (Ragged breathing.)

Desiderio: Rik--

(Again, with the tensing. There's a rapid, mechanical shuffling as he moves to grip the table, bearing his weight upon it. His inhalations are sharp, barred by bared teeth, and almost desperate.)

Rikku: Ca—

(Another abrupt stop, and then a low, decidedly feral growl. A low hiss, and then a loud clutter as wrenches are swept off the table onto the cement floor.)

Desiderio: Hrr... th.... G-g...

(What follows is a slightly muffled holster snap, in two-time. It's too quick to have been a sudden motion; his hands likely have been resting there to begin with. Two shots are fired, a beautiful, distinct song to any with the proper ear. Precision shatters glass twice, two different windows, and the resulting hail storm hums sweetly over the floor.)

Rikku: Ryja d-du...

(She screams, though it’s short and high-pitched. Rapid footsteps away from the terminal, and then another gunshot. Recording cuts immediately.)

[End Recording]

(OOC; Oh, Jenova. ): You torture them so. And they were on a date! Desiderio is shooting the hell out of everything, and Rikku... well, she's doing what she does best. Going around slicing stuff up, maybe tossing out a bomb here and there. So if anybody wants to meet up with one or both of them...~)

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