Extermination 004 // Video // Backdated to Sunday
[PCD on, this time deliberately. Sango is in the dojo, sunlight dappling through the windows, looking tired but exhilarated. If her tangled hair and sweat-sheened face isn't an indicator that she's been training pretty hard, a dummy in the background with its head knocked clean off is.
Somewhat conscious of her disarray, she's untangling her bangs and trying to dab at her forehead when the PCD starts recording, almost as if she wasn't quite prepared for it. She quickly focuses her gaze and clears her throat.]
Good afternoon. Excuse my state at the moment, please; I've been... working hard. [She gives the PCD a shrug and a smile.] I guess I'll get straight to the point.
[She holds up two pieces of a long, straight sword, the remains of her wakizashi, broken clean in half from her incident with the Death Eaters during the What-If event.]
If there's a smith somewhere I could use, or better yet, someone who could fix this for me... I'd like to know. I'd be compensating, of course; I'm afraid I'm not much in the way of domestics, but if you have an infestation of some sort that needs exterminating, or any hard work that needs doing, I'd be able to--
[Kirara, in her larger form, shoots across the background with startling speed. There's a large crash and some thumps, a hiss, and a grimace from Sango. She turns.]
Kirara!
[The feed ends.]
Somewhat conscious of her disarray, she's untangling her bangs and trying to dab at her forehead when the PCD starts recording, almost as if she wasn't quite prepared for it. She quickly focuses her gaze and clears her throat.]
Good afternoon. Excuse my state at the moment, please; I've been... working hard. [She gives the PCD a shrug and a smile.] I guess I'll get straight to the point.
[She holds up two pieces of a long, straight sword, the remains of her wakizashi, broken clean in half from her incident with the Death Eaters during the What-If event.]
If there's a smith somewhere I could use, or better yet, someone who could fix this for me... I'd like to know. I'd be compensating, of course; I'm afraid I'm not much in the way of domestics, but if you have an infestation of some sort that needs exterminating, or any hard work that needs doing, I'd be able to--
[Kirara, in her larger form, shoots across the background with startling speed. There's a large crash and some thumps, a hiss, and a grimace from Sango. She turns.]
Kirara!
[The feed ends.]