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(([personal profile] forherprince and I plotted this jointly!!))
Greed: Red
Lan Fan: Blue


[The network screen flips on and Greed's face can be seen. However he's not looking at the screen just yet. Instead he's got his head turned to the side and seems to be talking to someone else in the room with him.]

ah jch-- Dammit will you get over here!? [The man's tone is somewhat impatient, and carries his usual rough timbre.]



[the answering voice is clearly a few feet away and a bit muffled because of it, but it's clearly irritated as much as his is impatient]

What do you need me for? I never said I was going to go on there.



[He give an annoyed growl and an exasparated sigh, leaving the screen for a moment and it siounds like he could be tugging at his companion]

I need you because I don't look like a woman! [He can be heard complaining loudly] Now hurry up will ya?



Then just say it's for a woman--you don't need-- [and well, hi, there's now a tiny Asian-looking woman with a metal arm on the screen, at which point she hisses out the side of her mouth] You're already recording!?


Yeah I am. You saw me turn the monitor on. [The man seems to have maneuvered her into the desk chair so that she's front and center in the video feed. He's leaned down over his shoulder, and finally he grins and addresses the network] Hey uh...everyone. This is my friend! She's graciously agreed to come to that party thing with me, but she needs y'know...something girly to wear. And since I don't know shit about girly stuff, we're hoping someone out there can help.


[Lan Fan has just frozen up entirely--SOMEONE IS NOT FOND OF THE WHOLE REAL TIME RECORDING BS--and just growls under her breath] You are being so ridiculous


I am not. [He rolls his eyes obnoxiously] I'm just getting people who've been here longer and know the place better to help out.


[She's just going to sit there UNCOMFORTABLY until this is over. Yep. This just seems wrong to her on so many levels. DID SHE LOOK LIKE SOMEONE MEANT TO WEAR PROPER WOMEN'S CLOTHING!?!?]


Oh yeah [He turns her sideways a little bit, showing her metal arm] Anyone who wants to help her should know that she's got this automail prothetic arm that y'know, might make it difficult for her to wear some things.


[ROLLING HER EYES SO HARD, how did she let herself be talked into this???]
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[A little screen flickered on and the man looked down with the amazement of a small child who’d just discovered chocolate ice cream. He’d been given a basic run down of the features but even still, the fact that there was a miniature movie screen in his bedroom was impressive. He had to wonder what Ling would have thought about something like this, or even the blond kid Edward and his Brother. Outside of a movie theater the best they’d had was radio and even that was used mostly for news and announcements.]

Oh yeah, I could definitely get used to this [Greed leaned in, focusing on the area that had been pointed out to him as the “camera lens”. Could a camera really get that small? This place just kept getting better. Well aside from the whole ‘stranded without anyone you know around’ thing.]

So, there are people watching this right? [He pulled his face back so that he wasn’t just one large violet eye.] Well then, whoever’s out there; I’m GREED.

[And the man raises his left hand up to the screen, showing off the red tattoo on the back ]

I’m not sure what kind of world this is, but it doesn’t matter, because it’s mine now! [He was brimming with confidence now, but he could almost hear Ling chuckling and commenting on how the Prince was sure he’d grown out of that by now. How making ridiculous claims of ownership to a world he’d only just arrived on was probably not the best way to get people to be friends with him. And inwardly he groaned It’s like you’ve become my damn conscience, and you’re not even here! Damn Prince. He thought petulantly. The thought reminded him though of something else they’d told him while he was having ‘bizzaro world orientation’. He was supposed to find a job. Probably the worst fate he could think of short of having his philosopher’s stone destroyed (again). What were his job qualifications? Oh right, killing things and stealing things. That was sure to get him loads of work.]

Oh yeah [He turned his attention back to the camera, scratching the back of his neck with a kind of strange, almost uncomfortable expression] Apparently, I also need to find work. So if you need anything stolen or killed, look me up. [There was another pause as the man looked up at the ceiling for a moment] Well… I also used to own a bar. So I can mix a decent drink too.
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