30 June 2012 @ 09:09 pm
Not quite reliable enough to set your watch by, but it's getting close. I'd been wondering when this would come along.

Don't get me wrong, I love having company. But I'd appreciate any advice on how to get out of here more.


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17 June 2012 @ 11:23 pm
|[VOICE]|

At least you're quiet.
 
 
29 April 2012 @ 09:11 pm
[VIDEO]

[Nothing but blue sky, for a moment, and then he sets it down on something, leaning slightly into the frame, but watching something further out. There's a faintly pleased curl to his lips.

In the sky a dark bird circles and wheels, never straying too far before it turns to float back towards this rooftop, as though held by an invisible tether.

After a minute or two the bird turns a final time, growing in size as with a few pumps of powerful wings it approaches the camera, settling mere feet away.]


Sentimental,

[a woman's voice murmurs, low and taunting. The man laughs, and the video ends.]

Non-IC Cut for Image )
 
 
14 April 2012 @ 10:29 pm
[OPEN ACTION - BACKDATED TO EARLIER]

I.

In the middle of the day, he's seated in a sunny spot out on the deck flipping through a Parisian magazine from a week or so ago with a cup of coffee beside him. His clothes are certainly appropriate for a first class passenger on the Gargantuan, if a little big in the shoulders; nonetheless he seems completely at ease.

The magazine's not getting much attention, though; mainly he's idly watching the people who pass by on their way about the ship.


II.
The evening finds him wandering around the interior of the ship, not lost but apparently not looking for anything in particular, if his actions are any indication.

The later it gets, the more dissatisfied and restless he looks.



[ooc; background/ooc plotting here~ if you want to encounter him somewhere else that's keen too, just wanted to give some ideas.]
 
 
31 March 2012 @ 08:27 pm
[VIDEO]

[Is this an accident? Who knows. There's not much to see, just Brian sitting on a bench, watching water fall over the lip of the fountain.

After a moment, it might be come apparent that some of that water is flowing the wrong way.]


Hmn.

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14 March 2012 @ 03:27 pm
This seemed to be coming together just fine, but now that I'm taking a step back to look at it...

Cut for image size )


Wasted work.

I think I'll take the rest of the day off.
 
 
07 March 2012 @ 05:01 pm
|[Video]|

[Nothing special to see here, just a slightly out-of-focus view of Rudy at work. He's fitting a metal armature into a cast plastic hand, alternately shaving paper-thin bits of flesh-colored rubber away and checking how the pieces measure up.

There's a sharp rap on the door, and he sets the work down, standing a little straighter as it opens. The nurse in the doorway has a folder in hand, and she starts to say something as she takes a step in.

Or, at least, she tries to. He watches her fruitlessly wave her hand up and down a moment, looking for a break in the invisible barrier.]


Just leave it on the floor. I'll get it later.

[Once she slides it in a few inches and shuts the office door, he goes back to his prosthetic, enjoying the peace and quiet.]
 
 
11 February 2012 @ 08:31 pm
These might make for better conversations than normal Conversation Hearts-- more varied, anyway-- but I'm willing to bet they don't taste any better. Especially given the side effects, if the Network's to be believed.

What I want to know is, why hasn't the sand let up?

What is it, if not a curse?
 
 
28 January 2012 @ 09:39 pm
I think I've been here for half a dozen of these, now... and only one or two worth my while. Hn. I've been here far too long.

As always I'd appreciate it if you could point me on my way back home.



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