[video .008]

[arlen_lowell]

[the feed clicks on to complete darkness, and then Arlen turns on a flashlight and shines it around. The communicator is lying on the floor near Arlen, who is lying flat on his back and he doesn't look amused. It's clear from his surroundings that he's at the bottom of... an elevator shaft]

Why is the elevator supposed to come up before the door

Comments

[motherofgodbro]

[Video]

Man, are you okay? You look like you got run over by an ugly-truck.

[She smiles]

Okay, seriously, where are you?

[arlen_lowell]

[he snickers weakly]

Yeah, I'm okay. I've got a pretty high tolerance for falling from fucking huge heights apparently. This is like the third time this's happened here. Shit.

[he rubs his head]

Apartment building 2. Just wanted to go out and get some fucking gin and I ended up like this.

[motherofgodbro]

Okay well, I'm coming.

[She looks around, spotting the building and beginning to move toward it]

Ya know, that's what you get for drinking.

[arlen_lowell]

Yeah, yeah.

[he waves his hand dismissively]

Well, AA never did me any damn good. I'd rather be drunk than... feel shit, you know?

[loveandstrife]

video

[OH ARLEN NOT AGAIN. Cloud sighs at him and shakes his head.] Again? [He smiles just lightly.] Need a hand?

[arlen_lowell]

[Arlen gives him a big shit-eating grin and nods]

Yeah, again. These shafts just can't stop lusting after me. Seriously. [and then he snickers at his own joke]

Sure, I'd love a hand. Thanks for always babysitting me, bro.

[loveandstrife]

You should use protection.

[Why, yes, Cloud did just make a joke, however bad it was. He's at least heading out to find him.]

It's no big deal. Where are you?

[arlen_lowell]

[Arlen bursts into laughter. He appreciates an off-color joke]

Hey, I don't care if I get AIDS. Live in the moment, you know?

On top of the elevator on the first floor of apartment building 2.

Seriously though, I owe you. Big.

[dreamofpaprika]

( Voice )

Are you hurt?

[arlen_lowell]

Nope, I don't think so. I swear sometimes I've got some kinda titanium skeleton or some shit.

Don't worry about me.

[dreamofpaprika]

If you're sure, then.

[arlen_lowell]

Oh, I'm damn sure.

Thanks for worrying about me, though. I appreciate it.

[arlen_lowell]

[he grins at the sight of his friend]

Oh, hey Loks. No, I'm good, Cloud got me out. Thanks, though. How're you doing?

[arlen_lowell]

Me too. People are really helpful here. It's really refreshing after being back home. People can be dicks.

[he smiles]

Glad to hear you've been doing okay.

[arlen_lowell]

It's okay, I'm outta shit creek. Thanks for the thought, though, Pancake. It's the thought that counts, you know?

[arlen_lowell]

It's a saying from the 21st century. Not sure if you've heard it before.

[he grins]

Of course I do! What kind of a man would I be if I doled out nicknames and then forgot about them?