poly_chromatic | 002

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misfits - curtis donovan

002 | video

[ When the feed clicks on.. Curtis is soaked. He looks pretty pissed about it, too, as his eyes focus to the dark cloud above him. Rain continues to fall down on him as his glare hardens. Some people were going to find this so funny; he probably should have chosen audio. ]

I don't know what the fuck it is, but if anyone can tell me how to make it stop I'd appreciate it. [ And he continues to stare up, almost hopefully, before shaking his head and running his hand down his face.

His wet hand. Down his wet face.

It isn't as productive as he'd hoped it would be. ]

I wanted to ask about jobs in this place. Is there a bar or... anything.. that's hiring?

[ It's d i s t r a c t i n g. ]

[[ ooc; find a rainbow event! ]]

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It's fucking water! Water don't clog drains!

[ His legs are kind of half-hanging out of it, okay? He's giving up his comfort to keep his bed dry. ]

I ain't-- [ Oh my god, Alisha, give a fully dressed, eight foot tall man some privacy when he is laying in the tub sulking about the cloud raining on him. ]

You will clog up the drains!

[ she's almost near the door! and then she opens it. he might hear an echo. she's going to one of the closets to grab towels.

an entire pile that would be bigger than her. she's too distracted to talk to him, the big dark moody cloud. ]

I ain't that big.

[ ....

He lays back and shields his eyes again. Then lifts his arm about a minute later to peek. ]

Need any help?

Don't you get out of that fucking tub!

[ alisha places her device in her pocket, disconnecting, because if he's thinking of getting up ... she's very protective of the flat, only because it was seth's, and seth is a friend. this place is their place, the asbo five and co. and alisha doesn't want to lose this sense of normalcy; this is sort of what she wanted with simon at christmas - if the curses are ignored - and she's finally getting it in a warped way.

she pushes open the bathroom door with six towels - nicely folded, by the way! - in her arms. she knows curtis is decent for she actually pays attention to details in the video.

... and she stares. ]

[ He just... throws his hands up defensively without really moving. Then his face gets wet so his arms move back to fold over it.

And when the door opens his turns his head to look at her. His fabulous purple wife beater is pretty much stuck to him and so are his jeans, which is really the most uncomfortable part. One leg's hanging out of the tub and the other is lifted to rest halfway up the wall. And there is, in fact, a large dark cloud over him.

Pouring.

Oh, nice towels, gurl. ]

Yeah?

There's a fucking cloud over your head.

[ the desire to laugh is ... just not there. how the fuck is this real? ]

Why aren't you outside? That's where clouds belong.

[ you know, why are you in her bathroom, dripping everywhere? ]

Really?

[ It's clearly her fault for dubbing him 'dark cloud'. ]

Because it's fucking cold when you're outside and you're wet and-- !

[ Fuck words, fuck this event, fuck everything. Alisha, you're getting a middle finger. ]

[ she throws a towel at him, which is counterproductive, but he can use that one to dry off when this is all over. she places the other towels down and slides one near the edge of the bathtub, under his leg so he can drip, drip, drip onto that. ]

Did you wake up like this?

[ He looks at the towel she just threw, then back to her, then back to the towel. Alisha, you are wasting towels on top of sandwiches you environment-killer. But he just sighs and wipes down his face while he can. He lifts his leg for her, too. ]

With the cloud?

[ she rolls her eyes. ] Yes!

[ is she going to have to wipe up his room, too? she doesn't want him slipping. she picks up a towel and hands it to him. great, her arm is wet. it's a bit hopeless, but it's the thought that counts? ]

Yes! I woke up with a fucking cloud and it turns... into... a fucking rainbow.

[ Did he just say that out loud? Whooops. But he sits up and awkwardly in the tub that is now his bed. ]

What?

[ oh god, should she laugh? she's stuck between gaping and wanting to laugh. ]

When I'm not mad, it.. stops raining and it turns into a fucking rainbow.

[ He's kind of twirling his finger up at the cloud in a very masculine way. Do not laugh. ]

[ alisha is just staring. she doesn't think he's capable of a rainbow, really. ] Stop being mad. I want to see this rainbow.

Well-- stop making making me mad!

[ Because he's holding a wet towel over his head for shelter. ]

[ she rolls her eyes. ] What else are you going to blame on me? Jesus, I bring you a towel and you have a go at me.

[ ... talk about ungrateful. ]

[ .... ]

Thanks.

[ she glances at the cloud. ] Are you still mad?

Is there still a cloud over my head?

[ Even though it's not raining anymore. ]

As dark as ever. Are you even capable of not being mad?

I saw the rainbow, didn't I?

[ Wow that sounds really really gay. ]

[ you need some happiness, mate. ]

Dunno. You could be making it up!

[ Make me happy ;; ]

It was a fucking halo.

Let me see it, then.

[ her arms are crossed, bro. she means business. ]

Make me laugh.

[ He says this like it's easy to do. ]

video; (evilninjasmirk) /shot

video; (tears) it was a beautiful shot!

video; /slow clap

video → action; /bows and throws things at you

action; /catches with mouth

action; /in awe. you're so skilled!

action; /dances for you

action; /laughs at you.

action; /dances on you.

action; /cries

action; /pets

action; /turns into a rainbow

action; /slides down you

action; no pot of gold for you!

action; CRYING

action; HUGGING

action; CLINGS TO

action; PEELS OFF

action; GRaBBY HANDS

action; SUPERGLUES.

action; IS OKAY WITH THIS

action; NO DARK CLOUDS ANYMORE!

action; YOURE ALMOST THERE

action; SO CLOSE!!!

action; CLOSE DOESNT COUNT