Dec 21, 2011 01:59
[ When the video feed begins, it shows the naked upper torso of a man, gold of hair and green of eyes. The glow from the small phone's screen is all that illuminates him and when he focuses his attention on the camera, it isn't a look of anger or even frustration that crosses his features - it's almost a look of cynical amusement. ]
Judging from the very fact that this thing never seems to shut up, I gather I'm supposed to communicate with the lot of you through it. Interesting sort of magic. [ His voice is rough and his tone nearing exasperation as he lifts his left hand to brush back bits of his hair. It doesn't seem as if he's aware the phone is recording video as well as his voice. Not that Jaime would care, really. ]
I admit, I'm unaccustomed to waking in the nude without so much as a woman to blame for the deed. [ A lie, but his voice his smooth and without waver. He can play this game; it's old hat by now. He doesn't give a name to the woman on purpose. ] Though, she doesn't usually resort to thievery, either. You're creative, I'll give you that. Or desperate. My leaning is towards the latter, but feel free to correct me if you see fit.
[ His right arm twitches and his eyes move from the camera towards the hand that should be there, but isn't. After a brief flicker of displeasure, his features smooth and he continues: ] Kidnapping cripples is a rather craven thing to do, wouldn't you say? But so be it. If it's gold you're after, you'll find my father more than able and willing to meet your ransom request.
[ Jaime doesn't sound pleased by the words, though. It's more like he's reciting them than anything else. With a shake of his head and a sardonic chuckle, he ends the feed after mashing a few buttons. ]
a song of ice and fire: arya stark,
a song of ice and fire: alayne stone,
x-men [comics]: julian keller,
a song of ice and fire: jaime lannister,
firefly: inara serra,
tron: rinzler