[ Rule 13 ] [ video // common ]

[ilikesoap]

 [The comm clicks on with a thump and a clatter, the video feed showing a lovely image of the roof. In the background, one might here the sound of footsteps, followed by the THUNK sound of someone hitting something with a large blunt object. Whatever it is that's being hit is orange in color and flies by the comm, splattering the lens with juice

Comments

[metharchy]

Tyler, I had better not find dents in walls or doors or wherever you're doing that.

[ilikesoap]

I have no idea what you're talking about.

[Listen for the THUNK and the eventual splat.]

[metharchy]

[Meth took a moment to remind herself that it could be worse. He could have decided to play with fire again.]

Right, I'm sure you don't.

[Her statement is followed by the slamming of a door, with just enough of a rattle and following clicking sound to imply she's now holed up in her tree house and locked the door.]

[ilikesoap]

[There's a pause for Tyler to make an impatient sound and exhale a lungful of smoke.]

...Are you still pissed off? Fuck. No one sulks quite like you.

[Locked to Tyler // Unhackable]

[metharchy]

[His statement is followed by an exasperated noise from Meth.]

It's not a sulk, it's a personality trait that you temporarily escaped while I was still amusing myself with you.

[She hoped he wasn't thick enough to not catch the implied, "I'm not fucking you or beating you up anymore," that she'd slipped in there.]

[WIDE OPEN FOR EVERYONE TO HEAAAR 8D]

[ilikesoap]

Yeah well, call it what you want. But you've been a sour bitch since you stopped getting your kicks.

Get up here. I've got a baseball bat and a jelly cup with your name on it.

[There's another sound of something being hit and a rather large THUD against the elevator doors.]

Not as squishy as I thought, hm.