totallygay | Seventh Killing Spirit 〰 [Accidental Video]

[A nice clean living room is broadcasting, showing a couch and a coffee table, and the edge of a TV. Upon the Coffee table is a gathering of legos and a somewhat elaborate diorama of an ocean and lands of some sort as well as a toy horse. There are a few clothes hanging by the window to dry, despite it not being open. It's too cold for that. The bizarre thing about all of this might not be noticeable to just anyone, but those who know him or have been in his apartment may recognize the clothes hanging up belong to America.

That's right. This clean apartment is America's.

Scared yet?

Don't worry. The world hasn't ended. You've not been drugged and you're not hallucinating.

There is the sound of footsteps for a moment before Tatsumi is seen, wearing a dark apron that he is borrowing from the Northern Lights, and is holding a few folded towels. Off screen he goes again for a few moments, where a cupboard door can be heard opening and closing, before he crosses back and flops onto the couch.

SNAP!

Tatsumi falls sideways and rolls down the couch as it tilts. As soon as he can, he jumps to his feet and darts his eyes around in shock. The werepire relaxes when he realizes it was simply the poor abused couch's leg finally giving away.]

Oh.

Oops.

I guess I forgot about that...

[He sighs a bit tiredly before adjusting his apron and walking off screen again.]

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[Siiiigh]

Ya! I'm cool! I just... broke the couch. I knew it was going but I forgot.

Well, it's my friend, Alfred's. [Because he isn't sure if he should tell you he has a boyfriend, despite knowing you read all them adult books.] I'll have to ask if he wants a new one or if we should try to fix this one.

If it were mine, I'd probably try to find a new one... but I don't know. This couch has some good memories with it, so he might want to keep it.

Ya, I'll try to fix it but, uh, if he wants a new one... did you want to help? I could always contact you if that's what ends up happening.

Ya? Was it one of the kinds that you had for a long time and feels awesome or was it just a nice couch that was always comfy?

Just your company is cool, you know. This place is scary and I don't wanna end up dead again over something stupid.

Oooh! Was it your couch or your friend's?

[With his tiny bent metal pipe. Really.]

Ya? Can you fight and stuff?

[That... would be highly amusing to Tatsumi.]

A family couch? It must have been nice, then.

Edited 2011-02-16 02:40 (UTC)

How do you fight?

[Let him guess:] For reading?

I think I can fight pretty good, considering I don't use a weapon... but I can if there is one around.

[He blinks a few times.]

Kind of sleeping?

[Term 'daydream,' is escaping him.]

Uh, ya! Sure! I have been showing another kid, Nai, some defensive moves but I guess I can do offensive too.

Oooooh. Day-dreamy things? Those are nice, specially when you get a moment. I haven't done that in a while.

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