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[ When the PORTAL first clicks on and begins recording feed, it seems easy enough to assume that it was an unintentional broadcast -- the camera is fixed firmly upon the sight of someone's black-and-white sneakers, and the voice that's coming from the speakers seems to be addressing someone off-screen. ]
C'mon, Kyouya, you've gotta say hi eventually! Might as well do it sooner instead of later, right?
[ And not a second later there's another nameless voice -- that stays absolutely silent in response. Despite the fact that there are no faces onscreen, that heavy pause is enough to imply that the other person in the room isn't very t h r i l l e d at the idea of playing social.
To top it all off, when the voice does speak, it's with a low tone that's sharply clear but for the undercurrents of what can only be identified as irritation finishing his words. ]
Not interested.
[ There's a sigh from the first voice -- obviously, this is a pretty old hat routine. ]
"Not interested" wasn't on the list of options, brat. If you don't plan on introducing yourself, I'm gonna do it for you.
Then do it from your side of the line, Bucking Horse.
[ DID YOU NOTICE THAT STRETCH OF WHITE TAPE? IN FRONT OF THOSE SNEAKERS? YEAH, now you probably do. ]
Unless you're hoping to get bitten to death.
[ There's a pause, and the camera shivers as "Bucking Horse" fiddles with the device. ]
Well, let me -- ah, yeah! It has zoom! So, no problem, I can do all the introductions from here! [ The camera turns at a dizzying angle until it angles upwards and into the megawatt grin of one of Promenade's newest residents. He's using one hand to hold his mask in place, and obviously using the other to keep the PORTAL held at the right angle for him to speak. ] So, uh. To anyone who's watching, hey! I'm Dino, and this is --
[ There's a pause as he re-angles the camera, focusing on the back of the floor's other occupant's head. ] And this ball of sunshine and good cheer is Kyouya. Don't let the grouchiness fool you, though! Secretly, he likes adopting cute little animals and --
[ -- AND before "Kyouya's" black-haired head fully turns around to unwittingly reveal his face to the camera, there's the sudden flash of his black sleeve and the view is filled with one (1) black mask being thrown at some sort of dangerous holy-hell-that's-kinda-fast-actually-can-you-really-do-that-with-such-a-light-object speed, thus blocking his face from sight. ]
Don't act like you're so familiar with me.
-- Whoa, hey!
[ Dino drops the PORTAL with a clatter as he ducks, treating onlookers to a blurred view of his room as it tumbles to the floor and then finally comes to rest on that familiar pair of sneakers from earlier. Dino's obviously a fabulous cameraman. ] That's not what that's for, Kyouya! You're supposed to wear it, not --
[ He fumbles for the camera again, picking it up and twisting it until the sight of the black mask embedded in the wall is visible. ] ... do that to it.
And look as idiotic as you? [ Another indignant hmph. ] No thanks.
[ There's some shuffling, like "Kyouya" is walking around off-screen, followed by the distinct sound of metal sliding on metal -- shink. ] If you weren't aware, disguises like the one you are wearing are against school rules.
[ Dino's mental oh shit is nearly audible in the ensuing pause.
Still, he makes a last grasp at something resembling reason -- ] But, Kyouya, we're not even near the school --
For kidnapping the president of the Disciplinary Committee, and for breaking Namimori's dress code.
I'm administering punishment.
[ ... not surprisingly, the PORTAL gets dropped with a clatter. The angle is just right to finally show most of the mysterious "Kyouya", half of his face obscured by the tonfa he's holding at the ready. Tonfa adorned with lines of jutting spikes, mind you, because good old-fashioned brute force just happened to go out of style. ]
Wait, wait, wait --! If you're gonna do that, you'll have to cross on my side of the line!
[ It's a dangerous sounding hum, and even with his face hidden behind the weapons in his grip, there's no doubt from his tone that there's a sharp smile to go with the metal thorns protruding from his tonfa. ]
You just lost the privilege to have a line.
[ Which is when the black-haired teen dashes forward faster than the camera can catch the rest of his face, kicking the PORTAL across the room when its position unwittingly places it on his warpath, sending the view spinning in a blurred maelstrom of the white and light of the ceiling before slowing to a stop.
There's a very poignant crash somewhere off-screen. ]
Stay still and I'll make this quick.
[ There's a yelp, another room-rattling crash, and then anyone watching is treated to a split-second view of someone's descending sneaker before the feed cuts.
... Looks like someone's going to need a new PORTAL. And maybe a paramedic. ]
(( ooc: if you can't tell, dino was speaking in black and hibari was speaking in maroon; mention whether you're contacting dino's portal or hibari's portal by leaving their name in the subject line of your first comment. ... and, to the occupants of house #18, feel free to complain about them stampeding around above your collective heads like elephants. ))
C'mon, Kyouya, you've gotta say hi eventually! Might as well do it sooner instead of later, right?
[ And not a second later there's another nameless voice -- that stays absolutely silent in response. Despite the fact that there are no faces onscreen, that heavy pause is enough to imply that the other person in the room isn't very t h r i l l e d at the idea of playing social.
To top it all off, when the voice does speak, it's with a low tone that's sharply clear but for the undercurrents of what can only be identified as irritation finishing his words. ]
Not interested.
[ There's a sigh from the first voice -- obviously, this is a pretty old hat routine. ]
"Not interested" wasn't on the list of options, brat. If you don't plan on introducing yourself, I'm gonna do it for you.
Then do it from your side of the line, Bucking Horse.
[ DID YOU NOTICE THAT STRETCH OF WHITE TAPE? IN FRONT OF THOSE SNEAKERS? YEAH, now you probably do. ]
Unless you're hoping to get bitten to death.
[ There's a pause, and the camera shivers as "Bucking Horse" fiddles with the device. ]
Well, let me -- ah, yeah! It has zoom! So, no problem, I can do all the introductions from here! [ The camera turns at a dizzying angle until it angles upwards and into the megawatt grin of one of Promenade's newest residents. He's using one hand to hold his mask in place, and obviously using the other to keep the PORTAL held at the right angle for him to speak. ] So, uh. To anyone who's watching, hey! I'm Dino, and this is --
[ There's a pause as he re-angles the camera, focusing on the back of the floor's other occupant's head. ] And this ball of sunshine and good cheer is Kyouya. Don't let the grouchiness fool you, though! Secretly, he likes adopting cute little animals and --
[ -- AND before "Kyouya's" black-haired head fully turns around to unwittingly reveal his face to the camera, there's the sudden flash of his black sleeve and the view is filled with one (1) black mask being thrown at some sort of dangerous holy-hell-that's-kinda-fast-actually-can-you-really-do-that-with-such-a-light-object speed, thus blocking his face from sight. ]
Don't act like you're so familiar with me.
-- Whoa, hey!
[ Dino drops the PORTAL with a clatter as he ducks, treating onlookers to a blurred view of his room as it tumbles to the floor and then finally comes to rest on that familiar pair of sneakers from earlier. Dino's obviously a fabulous cameraman. ] That's not what that's for, Kyouya! You're supposed to wear it, not --
[ He fumbles for the camera again, picking it up and twisting it until the sight of the black mask embedded in the wall is visible. ] ... do that to it.
And look as idiotic as you? [ Another indignant hmph. ] No thanks.
[ There's some shuffling, like "Kyouya" is walking around off-screen, followed by the distinct sound of metal sliding on metal -- shink. ] If you weren't aware, disguises like the one you are wearing are against school rules.
[ Dino's mental oh shit is nearly audible in the ensuing pause.
Still, he makes a last grasp at something resembling reason -- ] But, Kyouya, we're not even near the school --
For kidnapping the president of the Disciplinary Committee, and for breaking Namimori's dress code.
I'm administering punishment.
[ ... not surprisingly, the PORTAL gets dropped with a clatter. The angle is just right to finally show most of the mysterious "Kyouya", half of his face obscured by the tonfa he's holding at the ready. Tonfa adorned with lines of jutting spikes, mind you, because good old-fashioned brute force just happened to go out of style. ]
Wait, wait, wait --! If you're gonna do that, you'll have to cross on my side of the line!
[ It's a dangerous sounding hum, and even with his face hidden behind the weapons in his grip, there's no doubt from his tone that there's a sharp smile to go with the metal thorns protruding from his tonfa. ]
You just lost the privilege to have a line.
[ Which is when the black-haired teen dashes forward faster than the camera can catch the rest of his face, kicking the PORTAL across the room when its position unwittingly places it on his warpath, sending the view spinning in a blurred maelstrom of the white and light of the ceiling before slowing to a stop.
There's a very poignant crash somewhere off-screen. ]
Stay still and I'll make this quick.
[ There's a yelp, another room-rattling crash, and then anyone watching is treated to a split-second view of someone's descending sneaker before the feed cuts.
... Looks like someone's going to need a new PORTAL. And maybe a paramedic. ]
(( ooc: if you can't tell, dino was speaking in black and hibari was speaking in maroon; mention whether you're contacting dino's portal or hibari's portal by leaving their name in the subject line of your first comment. ... and, to the occupants of house #18, feel free to complain about them stampeding around above your collective heads like elephants. ))