Oct 08, 2011 23:46
[It is extremely early on Sunday morning, and Kamui is lounging up against a tree. His umbrella is closed and at his side as it's still dark, but despite the added shadows of the tree's branches, a great deal of red is visible all along his torso, bleeding through his torn white shirt. He's actually taking great pains simply to keep his lungs pumping air. And to top it all off, atop his disheveled red head is a large, fuzzy pink cowboy hat.
An apple falls from the tree and rolls next to him. He picks it up and pops the whole thing into his mouth, chewing loudly and with horrendous table manners. Good thing he's no where near a table.]
It's not rice. But that wasn't a fight either.
[Still mumbling to himself, he tries to stand up, only to have another apple fall right onto the ridiculous hat and bounce next to the PCD. Kamui doesn't notice it's recording. He's too busy snagging the free food.]
the animus cheated,
*event: apples,
in ur inner city eatin ur apple trees,
contentedly cursed,
a souvenir from the animus,
*event