| The Ninth Aura • Accidental Video |
[Riku is blue and Kairi is purple.]
[The video feed clicks on, mostly by accident, the result of someone scrabling to get up and hitting the record button.
And the sight it takes in is not one of happiness and light. No, in fact, it's one that's far from it.
There's two people currently in the bathroom, one leaning over the sink, looking the mirror at their hair. Or what used to be their hair, considering there's no a rather large chunk missing from the back of it. One hand is running through the silver locks, while the look on the owners face can only be described as one of horror.]
I asked you to trim it, not maim it Kairi!
I'm sorry, but I told you not to move so much!
[Wielding a pair of scissors in one hand and a rather thick chunk of silvery hair in the other, a rather huffy looking, though admittedly apologetic, Kairi stands.]
Come sit down and I'll fix it, okay?
So you can ruin it some more? I don't think so.
[Someone is glaring at you, Kairi. You really think he's gonna trust you after you did that?]
[So she gives him a look.]
Riku. I'm not going to butcher it. Now come sit down. [Snip snip go the scissors.]
[You terrify him woman. But he needs someone to fix his hair so he doesn't go around looking like a circus clown.]
Kind of hard to believe you when I currently look like this. [He points to his hair, turning to look at her, crossing his arms over his chest.]
Promise you won't make it any worse?
[Her look turns into a frown.]
I told you, it wasn't on purpose. [And yet she still really hasn't said sorry for it, but I digress.] And you don't look that bad. So just come over here and I'll even it out; you're too tall unless you sit!
Fine [He moves away from the mirror and the watchful eye of the PCD, sitting back down in the chair he had previously been in.]
Just don't make me look like Sora.
If you keep complaining, maybe I will.
[But once he's settled, she's taking to his hair again, making sure to be more careful where she's cutting, how much she's cutting. And by the time she's done, it's actually shorter than her own hair again.]
[It takes a while, the PCD taking in nothing but the sight of the sink and the mirror. Until finally Riku comes back into it's line of sight. His hair much shorter than it had been previously, hanging down so it barely brushes the collor of his shirt instead of falling down his back. The ends appear even, although there's still rather choppy layers, giving it some depth. There are some short laters as well, just as there always were, but it looks much more uniform now. His bangs are still the same, falling into his face, only the tiniest bit shorter than they had been a short while ago.
He's silent for a long moment, running his fingers through it before he turns, the smallest of smiles on his lips.]
Well... at least you didn't maim it this time.
[And with that the feed times out.]
[OOC: Riku's hair basically now looks like this only the bottom layer is even. And yes he is a total girl when it comes to his hair, laugh at him all you want.]
[The video feed clicks on, mostly by accident, the result of someone scrabling to get up and hitting the record button.
And the sight it takes in is not one of happiness and light. No, in fact, it's one that's far from it.
There's two people currently in the bathroom, one leaning over the sink, looking the mirror at their hair. Or what used to be their hair, considering there's no a rather large chunk missing from the back of it. One hand is running through the silver locks, while the look on the owners face can only be described as one of horror.]
I asked you to trim it, not maim it Kairi!
I'm sorry, but I told you not to move so much!
[Wielding a pair of scissors in one hand and a rather thick chunk of silvery hair in the other, a rather huffy looking, though admittedly apologetic, Kairi stands.]
Come sit down and I'll fix it, okay?
So you can ruin it some more? I don't think so.
[Someone is glaring at you, Kairi. You really think he's gonna trust you after you did that?]
[So she gives him a look.]
Riku. I'm not going to butcher it. Now come sit down. [Snip snip go the scissors.]
[You terrify him woman. But he needs someone to fix his hair so he doesn't go around looking like a circus clown.]
Kind of hard to believe you when I currently look like this. [He points to his hair, turning to look at her, crossing his arms over his chest.]
Promise you won't make it any worse?
[Her look turns into a frown.]
I told you, it wasn't on purpose. [And yet she still really hasn't said sorry for it, but I digress.] And you don't look that bad. So just come over here and I'll even it out; you're too tall unless you sit!
Fine [He moves away from the mirror and the watchful eye of the PCD, sitting back down in the chair he had previously been in.]
Just don't make me look like Sora.
If you keep complaining, maybe I will.
[But once he's settled, she's taking to his hair again, making sure to be more careful where she's cutting, how much she's cutting. And by the time she's done, it's actually shorter than her own hair again.]
[It takes a while, the PCD taking in nothing but the sight of the sink and the mirror. Until finally Riku comes back into it's line of sight. His hair much shorter than it had been previously, hanging down so it barely brushes the collor of his shirt instead of falling down his back. The ends appear even, although there's still rather choppy layers, giving it some depth. There are some short laters as well, just as there always were, but it looks much more uniform now. His bangs are still the same, falling into his face, only the tiniest bit shorter than they had been a short while ago.
He's silent for a long moment, running his fingers through it before he turns, the smallest of smiles on his lips.]
Well... at least you didn't maim it this time.
[And with that the feed times out.]
[OOC: Riku's hair basically now looks like this only the bottom layer is even. And yes he is a total girl when it comes to his hair, laugh at him all you want.]
