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Andrew Bergman
21 October 2012 @ 02:30 am
[008] video / action  
[Hey, City! You missed this doofus, right?

Sometime in the afternoon on Sunday, there is an Andy sleeping on someone's roof in his pajamas. Since going home, he's slipped right back into his old habits (without much of a choice either) and that includes sleeping in until noon on the weekends.

He's good at being an adult, really.

With a yawn and a stretch, he sits up, running fingers through his absolutely fluffy and messed up bed hair. He shivers in the cold (where did his pile of blankets go?) and takes a really good look at his surroundings.

Oh.

Oh dear.

Thankfully, his phone thing seems to be sitting right beside him and he picks it up, video dialing out.]

Uh... Hey. Anyone know a good way to get down from a roof without breaking anything? I'd try sliding off, but... bad memories, man.

[Bad memories helping his dad reshingle the roof and taking a spectacular dive off the edge. Good thing there had been a garbage can to break his fall that time.]
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Riku
21 October 2012 @ 08:24 am
❀ video  
[Pretend this is early on the 20th. Okay? Okay.

Riku's glancing back and forth between the communicator and his back, looking a cross between curious and kinda worried-ish.]

Did everyone become wind-up people today? Like music boxes. I can't reach the key at all, I'm not sure what I'll do when it starts winding down. [but it's already winding down, technically...] If it runs out am I going to fall asleep until tomorrow? That's a long time to sleep.

[......Y'know what, he's gonna try winding himself up again. Reaching both hands back--nope. Maybe reaching this way--nope. Feel free to watch him spin around in an attempt to grab that key, City.]
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Reim/Liam Lunettes
21 October 2012 @ 08:17 pm
♣ 015 || Video | Action at the mansion if you want it  
[ Liam's stern face appears on the line and after a brief sigh, and a push of his forefinger against the bridge of his glasses, he speaks. ]

There's no help for it. I'm afraid I must request help of a particularly delicate nature. Discreetness is of course required. For those interested, please respond to my number, personally.

Thank-you

As for the job itself, well... prior experience in the cleaning business, would be most beneficial.

[ Liam hung up quickly and pressed his forehead against the nearby wall. After months of working for Karl, he still hadn't managed to make a dent in the mess some four or five vampires can make in a days time. And that spoke of nothing about Diva! If Vincent was bad, he had nothing on Diva. Fluff strewn everywhere... ]

((ooc: aka, Liam's been housekeeping for Karl/Solomon/Nathan/Diva/Marishka and anyone else who is a common resident of Diva's Mansion and he's getting frustrated and looking for a maid to help get ahead of the mess. His perfectionist attitude won't allow things to stay in such unkempt conditions!))
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Korra
21 October 2012 @ 08:29 pm
七  
( action for housemates // anyone who noticed Korra has been missing and wants to swing by the apartment to check on her )

[voice]
H-hey Chekov. Sorry I've missed our sessions. Can we meet up later this afternoon?

[Korra tries to turn off the device, but accidentally flicks the video on. For a few seconds you can see her -- her eyes are dark and sunken, and there's a gray cast to her skin, a subtle loss of color that anyone who's known the City dead would recognize.

She quickly closes the device.]
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James E. Wilson, MD
21 October 2012 @ 09:15 pm
[ 93rd consult | voice ]  
[He had been asleep when he left, a few weeks back, in the middle of the night, and gone back to the world he hadn't seen in years. Not much time had passed, though, and having gone back to the moment he'd last known, he was under some unusual circumstances; having been dosed by a certain friend, crashing off of that.

As soon as he did manage to fall asleep, back home, trying to sleep off the headache in his office there, he shifted back, slept the rest of it off in his City parallel, his office in the hospital here.

When he does wake up, he isn't quite sure what's happened. Going back and forth was fast - subtle, disorienting. Asleep when he left and asleep when he came back, gone for a matter of hours on his end in a state of... "compromised" consciousness, at best, he's not sure if he left, if he dreamed it, or of anything.

After a few minutes to shake off the grogginess and get to feeling a bit less disconnected. He does turn on the device, hesitatingly.]

Yes, I do realize this is probably one of the dumbest questions that's been posed to the network, but...

[Short pause, with a breath here. Yes, it's stupid, but when you're going to ask something stupid... just go for it.]

Can anyone tell me whether I was gone?
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The Mad Hatter
21 October 2012 @ 09:42 pm
video;  
You know, with everything that's happened this month...One does think it's time for another party. Perhaps to celebrate the season in style. [Well, in a fashion of sorts.] What do you say City, want to have some fun for Halloween?

[Ne pauses for a moment then holds up a piece of paper.] 

Crowley? One does believe your RSVP is in One's hand already.
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(carolena) lady of sorrows
21 October 2012 @ 10:20 pm
039 x 930 // video/action  
[Hello, City, hello. Miss Carla is sitting inside a little cafe today, with a plate of cupcakes that look like this in front of her. One is peeled open and half-eaten. The rest of her little table is occupied by a sketch pad where something to this effect is slowly taking shape. If you're looking, you might notice this tattooed on the hand she's drawing with.]

How did you enjoy winding yourselves up yesterday?

[There's something a little wry to her voice in asking. She always feels like she has to wind herself up in the mornings, it was almost too funny seeing it acted out in reality.]
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