Jackpot.

[Soubi needs a cigarette ( Read more... )

[Hey there, Facility. Soubi's not comatose anymore, in case you couldn't tell by the dry-heave retching over the network. At least he's not subjecting you to a video of it. That's... like a gift, right?

There's a somewhat disgusted sound from the fighter, and he swallows hard as he turns back to the 'berry.]

How long was I out this time?

[Soubi's... looking pretty rough. The dark circles under his eyes are fairly well hidden behind his glasses, but nothing says "I haven't slept in four days" like the glazed-over, distant look in his stare.]

Everyone, it's Ritsuka's birthday today.

On the count of three:

[Soubi holds up four fingers and counts them down. And when he gets to one ( Read more... )

if anyone needs extra vallor for last-minute bidding, you are welcome to mine.

[Soubi just noticed the termination list ( Read more... )

[The feed clicks on, and the camera quickly focuses on the ceiling. A ceiling which has been intricately inked, predominantly black but for a smattering of white dots with faint flares and twinkles. Guess what Soubi was doing during zero-g week?]I've been looking at it a lot. It's alright, but I need to find some glow paint. It would look a lot ( Read more... )

[A video feed does start, but the picture is so dark that nothing can be made out. In the background, if one is listening closely, one may hear the occasional faint, echoing drip. Soubi and Ritsuka have been laying low in the deepest parts of the mines during the Reaver raids, and all there is this far down is darkness and silence.]These raids ( Read more... )

[For what it's worth, Soubi has managed to find some suitable attire, even if he is still looking a tad winded. His week-long coma has left him looking rather exhausted, lids heavy with dark circles beneath.

And he does not look pleased (like that's anything new).]

So it's down to Ritsuka and myself. [He tugs his glasses off and pinches the ( Read more... )

[The feed switches on, to a rather displeased-looking Soubi. Yeah, what's new, right? Even coming back from the dead doesn't make him happy. He's frowning, eyes closed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Really, he has an unbelievably high tolerance for pain, but this headache is a little ridiculous.]

Hn. [He drops his hand.] My blood is still ( Read more... )