Case 5 [Accidental Video]
[The feed starts, and all you can see is the dim room until it focuses and there is a red head sleeping under covers. There is a dim orange glow from the corner of the video, but Zombie isn't currently in view, just Hanna. A groan is heard and the covers shift away, kicking them off in to reveal a thin form. Not modestly dressed for bed as per usual, he's just in a pair of dinosaur print boxers, sprawled across his bed. And its then, all at once, or slowly, that you can tell something is seriously different about Hanna.
Rather than the skinny, stick thin arms, he's got actual muscle definition, one arm covering his eyes while the other is stretched over the bed. His stomach is the same, but what is more distracting is the nasty scar running from collar to waist line, held closed by staples. Tattooed around the scar are runes, over abs and chest and collarbone. Its the reason why he keeps a shirt on at all times, or at least usually does, but this change seems to have him not caring who sees. Moving further up, his face is full of metal. lip, nose, eyebrows, ears, possibly tongue, they're in there, silver metal reflecting some of the orange glow from the corner of the room.
As he shifts again, profiling his face, the last physical change is seen. His hair, bushy mess that it is, is shaved on both sides, a curly mohawk now in place. Even in sleep his face seems a little strained, a lot different than the usual soft expressions or perpetual smile that he usually wears. Though he isn't sleeping for much longer because there is light coming in from the window, and he's groaning again and it takes a while, but he's up.]
Stupid fucking sun, I swear, if its like, seven in the morning i'll-
[He breaks off with some grumbling before sitting up, rubbing at his eyes to grab his glasses. A rather uncharacteristic pissed off expression is on his face, and seriously, he's going to beat something.]
-nd rape your mother till she see's Jesus.
[Finally looking over, he sees the PCD, flipping it off to go find some pants and maybe kick Zombie into submission get some pancakes. And the feed finally shuts off as Hanna picks up the thing to turn it off.]
Rather than the skinny, stick thin arms, he's got actual muscle definition, one arm covering his eyes while the other is stretched over the bed. His stomach is the same, but what is more distracting is the nasty scar running from collar to waist line, held closed by staples. Tattooed around the scar are runes, over abs and chest and collarbone. Its the reason why he keeps a shirt on at all times, or at least usually does, but this change seems to have him not caring who sees. Moving further up, his face is full of metal. lip, nose, eyebrows, ears, possibly tongue, they're in there, silver metal reflecting some of the orange glow from the corner of the room.
As he shifts again, profiling his face, the last physical change is seen. His hair, bushy mess that it is, is shaved on both sides, a curly mohawk now in place. Even in sleep his face seems a little strained, a lot different than the usual soft expressions or perpetual smile that he usually wears. Though he isn't sleeping for much longer because there is light coming in from the window, and he's groaning again and it takes a while, but he's up.]
Stupid fucking sun, I swear, if its like, seven in the morning i'll-
[He breaks off with some grumbling before sitting up, rubbing at his eyes to grab his glasses. A rather uncharacteristic pissed off expression is on his face, and seriously, he's going to beat something.]
-nd rape your mother till she see's Jesus.
[Finally looking over, he sees the PCD, flipping it off to go find some pants and maybe kick Zombie into submission get some pancakes. And the feed finally shuts off as Hanna picks up the thing to turn it off.]