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[dignity_misery]

[ Good morning, City. If you know Carla, then you already know that it's not all that strange for her to up at 3:00am in the morning, looking sleepless and anxious. And truthfully? Even though the violet purple bruising up one side of her face and bloodied lip aren't all that unusual for her either. Both of the injuries are a few days old, her mouth is only bleeding because she's been fiddling with it. She does so for a moment longer before casting the camera a sideways glance. ]

All of my sparring partners are MIA. Who wants to step up?

[She sits back on the couch (the apartment this time, the plume of a canine's red tail stirs at the edge of the video) running a hand back through her hair and muttering something that sounds an awful lot like God, I'm so bored...]


[[ooc; ...I know. Didn't I say I was going to do this post last month? Ooops. Injuries courtesy of Li Shenshung aka Douche Reaper.]]

Comments

[dignity_misery]

I'm not very interested in fucking you.

[Someone in this conversation is a self-hating sadomasochist, yes she is.]

[itsjustafruit]

That's good, because I only do that for professional reasons. Messy business that.

[He will have to keep her away from Aziraphale since his app is coming in very soon.]

[dignity_misery]

The mess is the point.

[As it should be.]

[itsjustafruit]

Just color me fastidious and on vacation.

[dignity_misery]

That's really boring.

[itsjustafruit]

I never have difficulty finding ways to amuse myself that don't require sticking bits of myself into other people. [At least not the physical bits.]

[dignity_misery]

You haven't said how you feel about fighting yet.

[Because one person punching her is never enough.]

[itsjustafruit]

I prefer the directorial role to playing stunt man.

[dignity_misery]

You just don't get your hands dirty.

[Which actually piques the obsessive troll inside of her that wants to know just what she'd have to do to make him dirty his shirt.]

[itsjustafruit]

Why should I? Humans can do all the work for me.

[If his Bentley were here... ]

[dignity_misery]

Because I'd like to see it.

[There's that flaw in her logic again.]

[itsjustafruit]

That's quite selfish. [Should he sound so approving delivering that assessment?]

[dignity_misery]

And?

[Of course he should.]

[itsjustafruit]

And I'm not inclined to oblige.

[dignity_misery]

Then I'll just have to find your inclination.

[itsjustafruit]

Since I doubt I could stop you from trying, I just won't bother. It should be interesting to watch.

{And occasionally put his own inconveniences in her path as a kind of metaphysical swat with a newspaper.]

[dignity_misery]

Good.

[Because you can't stop her from trying. Hence the bruise on her face.]