Kurow (
lunaria) wrote in
caughtinanetwork2012-06-25 10:31 pm
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01; action/video
( ooc: Forward-dated to the morning of the 26th! )
[Kurow has been in Vatheon for about an hour, but only now is he actually beginning to regain consciousness. He's lying on his back when he opens his eyes slowly, and his whole body is aching something fierce. He's also a little wet, which is odd.
Groaning, he rolls over onto his side, during which the StarFish Communicator in his pocket tumbles out and starts its unintentional broadcast. The screen is at a poor angle, however, and Kurow's elbow as he props himself on it blocks the view. The sound of objects falling over with a soft thud catches.]
What the . . .
[Muffled mumbling somewhere in the distance grows louder until someone else joins in on the recording. Who turned this thing on? the voice demands, C'mere, you . . . Suddenly, Kurow moves, knocking the Communicator over -- and showing a blur of many, many porcelain doll faces -- as he backs himself against the glass window. The Communicator lands at another awkward angle where the marble eyes of a pretty doll stare back at the viewer.
More talking.]
No, you don't understand -- dude, my back is clean. I ain't some toy with a gear!
[Is this thing broken? I haven't heard it say "I love you" once!
Passersby may bear witness to this commotion in the front display of a shop in the middle district. Please, save the boy.]
[Kurow has been in Vatheon for about an hour, but only now is he actually beginning to regain consciousness. He's lying on his back when he opens his eyes slowly, and his whole body is aching something fierce. He's also a little wet, which is odd.
Groaning, he rolls over onto his side, during which the StarFish Communicator in his pocket tumbles out and starts its unintentional broadcast. The screen is at a poor angle, however, and Kurow's elbow as he props himself on it blocks the view. The sound of objects falling over with a soft thud catches.]
What the . . .
[Muffled mumbling somewhere in the distance grows louder until someone else joins in on the recording. Who turned this thing on? the voice demands, C'mere, you . . . Suddenly, Kurow moves, knocking the Communicator over -- and showing a blur of many, many porcelain doll faces -- as he backs himself against the glass window. The Communicator lands at another awkward angle where the marble eyes of a pretty doll stare back at the viewer.
More talking.]
No, you don't understand -- dude, my back is clean. I ain't some toy with a gear!
[Is this thing broken? I haven't heard it say "I love you" once!
Passersby may bear witness to this commotion in the front display of a shop in the middle district. Please, save the boy.]

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He was definitely new, this kid. Was it right to jump into the commotion as of yet? No, she'll wait a little bit to see how it would pan out but she was definitely signalling to Kurow to come towards her. You never knew with these new folk.]
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Is that a beautiful lady signaling to him. One must not keep a beautiful lady waiting. The only thing between them is the glass.
He jumps the other way, past the storekeeper, whom he evades by quickly floating off toward the exit, then to where Mitsuru is. Walking is clearly overrated. Despite the fact that a local is hell bent on chasing him down, Kurow pants, catching his breath, and tosses his hair.]
Uh, you called?
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[it wasn't so much a question but more a statement, she could tell from the wet clothes and the locals fussing. But this person was very much alive and new to Vatheon, even if he (she?) was on the short side.]
Are you alright? You seem to have run into a spot of trouble there.
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Y-yeah. I'm totally fine. Nothing to see here, yeah?
[Actually, he's got a cut here and there along his arms, but she is clearly not talking about fighting. Thankfully, the storeowner seems to have gotten the message and returned to the depths of the store, leaving them be.]
They just mistook me for something. That's all.
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I'm sorry. I couldn't help but notice that there seems to be a bit of a commotion here.
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I keep telling ya, I'm not a toy!
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Certainly out of hand. But I think you have to be mistaken. This can't be a toy. A foreigner, it seems like by the way it protests.
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It? Dude, I'm just like you!
[ A "he," thank you very much.
The local, on the other hand, tips the head to the side as if realization has dawned. Maybe it isn't really a toy, then. ]
Action;
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Action; sorry for the delay!
Action; no problem!
action; alright, cool~
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Hope you don't mind! I'm finally back.
Don't mind at all! Welcome back. ♥
Thanks! <3
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You probably don't remember her but she sure remembers you!]
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H-hey . . . don't tell me, you're . . . !?
[Why she's so happy enough to be in his face after what he's done to her kid, he cannot fathom.]
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[Ammy pants more, sitting down and wagging her tail. Personal space still not quite granted, of course!
Seems she doesn't seem upset with Kurow in the least.]
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Hold on . . . This can't be the Celestial Plain. What're you doing here?
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Are you alive?
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Yeah . . . yeah, of course I am. See a gear on my back? I'm not a toy, and they finally realized that.
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It takes her a bit to find the shop, but when she does, she's tapping against the window.]
Hey, let the kid go!
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In those few minutes, Kurow has managed to largely get around the shopkeeper's suspiciously quick hands to behind the display. Rinoa's tapping proves to be a holy distraction that allows him to float straight out when his pursuer looks away. Realizing this, the shopkeeper finally gives up with an exasperated throw of hands into the air and walks farther into the depths of the store.
Outside, Kurow floats toward Rinoa, then flips his hair to the side. She might see sparkles emitting from him if she squints, because apparently this is a natural thing.]
Hey, thanks! Great timing on the distraction.
oop yep action. durrrr
Rinoa steps back once Kurow makes a break for it. By now she's getting used to seeing a myriad of powers and abilities here, although she still looks a little intrigued as he floats over.]
No problem. I saw the network post and came over. Are you okay?
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Yeah.]
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Kurow starts at the laughter, and with the shopkeeper advancing, his arm knocks the SFC over again. Now three dolls are staring straight into Billy's soul, and one eventually tips over to faceplant onto the screen.
Have fun with that.]
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[YEAH, HE'S ENTIRELY UNSYMPATHETIC.]
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[action] darn it, I may not have done a single Chibi tag today, BUT I WILL AT LEAST TAG THIS
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[action] Your HTML, Quetz . . .
But the combined anxiety of everything up until now has Kurow pinned in that awkward position flat on the bottom of the display with his head craned all the way back to look through the glass window.
Well, this is awkward.]
Oh, son of a bitch...
Such profanity coming from that account . . .
HTML deserves it.
Poor HTML.
HTML will rue the day it crossed me.
So how many times did it cross you at this point?