San [Video - Backdated to Puck's Evil Work Time]
[The video turns on to show Shura's naked back and, luckily for the easily scandalized, she is wearing her stockings and jean shorts. Her arm is crossed over her chest, covering as much of her chest as possible as she searches through a mess of sheets. Finally she straightens, holding what looks like a burnt piece of cloth, and sighs. She calls to somebody off-screen.]
"OI! I'm takin' one of yer shirts!"
"What? No!" [Johnny sounds scandalized by the prospect.] "Why do you want one of my shirts?"
"I'm takin' one of yer shirts." [Her voice is firm.] "Or did you forget turning my top into a burnt rag?"
"Hey, you're the one that said you wanted a show."
[He walks into frame in the back of the video, clad in low-hanging sweatpants, and offers Shura a dark red t-shirt with a worn Dr. Pepper logo on it. He flashes a grin.]
[Then he pauses and glances at the recording device.] "Wait.. Is that thing on?"
"What?" [She's too busy pulling the t-shirt over her head to bother looking to see what he's talking about. It takes a minute for her to pull the shirt down as much as possible and her midriff still shows, but at least her breasts are covered. She finally looks to the device. Instead of freaking out she waves once.] "Yo."
"I'm not really the type to kiss and tell." [Johnny actually looks sheepish for a second before disappearing off frame. A moment later, th camera is lifted from its perch into the air, still focusing on Shura. When Johnny speaks again, it's clear that he's holding the device.] Say hello to your adoring public.
"Already did." [Shura smirks with amusement and ties her hair up as she looks past the device.] "I'm headin' out." [She nods at the device.] "Is that yours or mine?"
"Yours." [He shifts it around to show his face for a second, with a wide smile, and then the video clicks off.]
[[ooc: Comments will be replied to by Shura and/or Johnny.]]
"OI! I'm takin' one of yer shirts!"
"What? No!" [Johnny sounds scandalized by the prospect.] "Why do you want one of my shirts?"
"I'm takin' one of yer shirts." [Her voice is firm.] "Or did you forget turning my top into a burnt rag?"
"Hey, you're the one that said you wanted a show."
[He walks into frame in the back of the video, clad in low-hanging sweatpants, and offers Shura a dark red t-shirt with a worn Dr. Pepper logo on it. He flashes a grin.]
[Then he pauses and glances at the recording device.] "Wait.. Is that thing on?"
"What?" [She's too busy pulling the t-shirt over her head to bother looking to see what he's talking about. It takes a minute for her to pull the shirt down as much as possible and her midriff still shows, but at least her breasts are covered. She finally looks to the device. Instead of freaking out she waves once.] "Yo."
"I'm not really the type to kiss and tell." [Johnny actually looks sheepish for a second before disappearing off frame. A moment later, th camera is lifted from its perch into the air, still focusing on Shura. When Johnny speaks again, it's clear that he's holding the device.] Say hello to your adoring public.
"Already did." [Shura smirks with amusement and ties her hair up as she looks past the device.] "I'm headin' out." [She nods at the device.] "Is that yours or mine?"
"Yours." [He shifts it around to show his face for a second, with a wide smile, and then the video clicks off.]
[[ooc: Comments will be replied to by Shura and/or Johnny.]]