accidental video/open action

[hatesthefood]

The Koneko might be closed, but there's lights on in the workroom of the shop. Just off screen, a low voice hums off key, soft scraping noises and the low whine of a dog marring the offset tune. Off to the side of the table lay several colorful flowers; purple hyacinth and amaranth, plus a single red carnation tossed on top of the pile along with some assorted greenery. Every now and again, a hand moved into sight and deftly snatches up a stem here and there, shifting through the stems to find the right one.

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[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

[She continues to watch, and her cat, jumps up to cuddle with Mara. As the cat watches, she reaches out with a paw to bat at the screen, letting her desire to play with the waving stems be known with a plaintive meow.]

Hush, Keres, it's just a video.

[video]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Bandit, what the hell are you yapping about now?

[video]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

[Keres really doesn't like that and hissing and spitting, the cat lunges at the device, claws digging into Mara's arm as she jumps.]

Gods damn it, Keres, don't!

[Trying to stop the inevitable crash, Mara tries to grab the cat, but fails and the yowling animal knocks the device onto the floor with a crash.]

[video]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... Mara?

[video]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

[The video shakes as Mara retrieves it from the floor, shooing the cat away so she can check and make sure it isn't broken. The view sways drunkenly as she speaks, still unaware that her video is broadcasting as well, showing glimpses of claw marks bleeding sluggishly on her arm.]

I'm sorry Ken, the cat... you were broadcasting and..

[video]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... crap. I didn't realize I was broadcasting.I just left it on in case I got a call for the police or something...



You need to clean up your arm.

[video]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

My...?

[The video tilts again and Mara's tired-looking face comes into view.]

Oh, it is on. I thought it was just the audio... [She looks down at her arm and stubs out her cigarette as she sets the device by the ashtray. She walks away as she speaks, trying to keep her tone light.]

Those were some beautiful flowers you were working with.

[video]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

They'll be better when I finish with them.

[video]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

What are you doing with them?

[She comes back into view with a towel pressed against her arm, wiping the blood away before setting it aside and grabbing her cigarettes again.]

[video]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... they're an arrangement for someone.

[video]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

I think they'll be well-received.

[She takes a drag and tilts her head a little.]

Isn't it after hours?

[video]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

You think so?



... yeah, but I wanted to come down and mess around a little. I think better when my hands are busy and I'm not in the mood to spar.

[video]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

I do.

[She watches for a minute before speaking again.]

I'm not disturbing you am I?

[video]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... no. I'm glad to hear from you, actually.

[video]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

You... you are?

[She sounds and looks a little skeptical... and a little hopeful.]

[video]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... yeah. I am. I've been worried about you.

[video]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

I'm alright... [It's a lie, she's not alright, not when her nightmares are back with a vengeance and she doesn't have anyone to curl up against at night.]

I've been worried about you, too.

[video]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... I hope to God you're more alright than I am.

Why?

[video]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Things were... hard the last time we talked. [She's aware of the understatement.]

[video]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Yeah, things were a little... strained the last time we talked.

[video]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

[Taking a drag on her cigarette, she pulls on of her knees up under her chin.]

I hurt you.

[video]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

It's... okay. I know you're not comfortable trusting people.

[video]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

No, it isn't. [She's reluctant to speak again.] You need... you deserve someone who can trust you completely.

I... care about you, I care a great deal... [Those tears are back.] But the last time I trusted someone completely... he wasn't who I thought he was. [She twitches.] And there was someone here, too.

[video]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... Garrett and Dorian, right?



... trust me, I understand. I've never had a relationship... work out.

[video]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Yes. Garrett and Dorian.

[She doesn't dare sound hopeful as she looks into the device at him.]

Then... what? Do you still... want me?