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caughtinanetwork2013-07-28 02:49 pm
keepsthefire) wrote in caughtinanetwork2013-07-28 02:49 pm
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thirtieth flame: accidental video; | memory and balance are tricky things
[Some one's SFC got bumped when their hand was moving around looking for something on a desk in a bedroom. It turns on, and when the hand moves away it looks like it's Rin, focusing on something in front of him. Pen in one hand, some sort of snack in the other, he's mumbling to himself in between jotting things down.
He's trying to remember things he's forgotten thanks to what happened back home. Shiro has been giving him medicine to help with that, but it's still slow going. And awkward, given that there are still people that know him that he can't remember himself.
A few minutes in to the broadcast he doesn't know he's sending, he grumbles, drops the pen and scratches at his head with a groan.]
Damn it. C'mon, Okumura...
[This is frustrating as hell to him. He's recalling things, bit by bit, but he has no control over what comes back, when, and how much.
Sighing, he leans back in the chair, tilting two feet of it off the ground as he cranes his head back to stare at the ceiling, arms hanging loose at his sides.
And then, suddenly--]
... hey! Uwaah!
[He jerks his head up sharply, but as soon as he does the precarious balance of the chair he was in is compromised. His arms pinwheel, attempting to keep his chair from going backwards, but it doesn't work and he goes crashing to the ground noisily. The SFC rattles and goes flying off the desk, landing on the floor next to Rin who is left groaning, holding his already aching head with both hands.]
Owwwww...
He's trying to remember things he's forgotten thanks to what happened back home. Shiro has been giving him medicine to help with that, but it's still slow going. And awkward, given that there are still people that know him that he can't remember himself.
A few minutes in to the broadcast he doesn't know he's sending, he grumbles, drops the pen and scratches at his head with a groan.]
Damn it. C'mon, Okumura...
[This is frustrating as hell to him. He's recalling things, bit by bit, but he has no control over what comes back, when, and how much.
Sighing, he leans back in the chair, tilting two feet of it off the ground as he cranes his head back to stare at the ceiling, arms hanging loose at his sides.
And then, suddenly--]
... hey! Uwaah!
[He jerks his head up sharply, but as soon as he does the precarious balance of the chair he was in is compromised. His arms pinwheel, attempting to keep his chair from going backwards, but it doesn't work and he goes crashing to the ground noisily. The SFC rattles and goes flying off the desk, landing on the floor next to Rin who is left groaning, holding his already aching head with both hands.]
Owwwww...
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That's mean! Maybe you shouldn't have been rockin' around in that chair, hm?
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[okay sitting up now]
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Which is why you're not on the floor now, right?
[Tail flick.] How's your head?
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[That's bullshit, Rin.]
Fine... ... why're you runnin' around like that? Did some one turn the blender on again?
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[Kitty snort.
... Aw that's low. His fur puffs up.] N-No! I was playin' with the kittens and this feels more natural...
[His ears fall back.] 'sides, I'm not afraid of the blender and I'm insulted you even asked.
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[Well that certainly answers how his head is doing.]
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I wanted to be there! It's comfortable an' no one can step on my tail!
[Tail thumping loudly against the desk.]
Tch... But if you can remember something that stupid I guess your head is doing just fine.
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Yup! Sorry about that, by the way. I'll warn you next time.
[Guess who's not buying your excuse.]
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[Mrrr... Limp kitty.]
You never warn me... I bet you do it on purpose!
[Shhhhh.]
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I didn't that time, I swear! I was hungry and I didn't see you in the kitchen.
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[He likes hugs...]
A likely story... [Have a tail hitting your side, Rin.] The noise hurts my ears. It's not because I'm afraid.
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Alright, alright. I believe you.
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[Purring.]
What were you writin' about?
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