Video Post (occurring shortly after the Postman meeting and simultaneous pranking spree)
[the video feed flicks on and for a moment the image jumps wildly before it focuses on glints of light against dark. The camera zooms out until a very irritated, very sparkly familiar face appears]
Kitten, what are you doing-- give me that camera!
[There's a shrill whistle of alarm and the camera begins moving wildly, still aimed backward at the sparkling vampire from whom its bearer is obviously fleeing. Yes, the dragon just put the phone in her mouth, the camera lens sticking out where it could continue recording Thomas as she runs.]
You are not taking a picture of this, you little tyrant. Give me that.
[With every move, more glitter, sparkling like a thousand iridescent diamonds, showers off Thomas. A lot of it in particular seemed to have taken up residence in his hair]
[He reaches for the camera with a quick (if wild) grab, fingers obscuring the image for a moment, before falling to the ground, hand now off screen grabbing for the dragon's tail]
[A somewhat muffled series of chirps is still recognizable as a laugh of sorts as he misses and the camera-holder dodges to the right, attempting to avoid his grasp. The camera lens has received a light dusting of glitter, but not enough to obscure the view as most falls off with her movement.]
[now Thomas is on the ground, having overbalanced with that grab and is staring up at the camera, still covered in glitter, momentarily still as he tries to catch his breath. It gives him an extra moment to realize that the camera is in fact recording]
The thing's on?!
[Thomas disappears from view for a moment as Kitten's head turns toward him, camera pointed at the wall. The angle shifts slowly upward and downward, sure sign of a nod. She hadn't been trying to make a video recording, but something went wrong during the picture-taking process, and she went with it.]
[he lifts his head for a moment, then sighs and thumps it back against the carpet.] Great.
[then the video jerks again as Thomas' hand shoots out to grab it, trying to turn the camera around] I think the city needs to see your new look if we're already oversharing.
[Kitten tilts her head, and thus the camera, to the left for a second in indifference before allowing him to take the camera. She lets loose a cheerful whistle and preens before the camera, posing next to Thomas, the pair equally covered in sparkling glitter.
Kitten is a pretty little sky blue dragon with or without the glitter, and though it's annoying and she intends to be rid of the coating post-haste, a few sparkles give her not the slightest pause. She headbutts Thomas playfully.]
[Thomas sighs and shakes his head, sending another shower of glitter onto Kitten and the floor as he sits up and reaches to shut off the recording. He pauses for a moment, and runs his hand through his hair before patting the young dragon on the head.]
Sparkling vampire jokes. You have two minutes and then I'm running people over with my car.
[hopes nobody's realized he doesn't actually have a car anymore.]
[Kitten snorts in either amusement at his resignation or disapproval of his second statement before the recording clicks off. Probably both.]
Kitten, what are you doing-- give me that camera!
[There's a shrill whistle of alarm and the camera begins moving wildly, still aimed backward at the sparkling vampire from whom its bearer is obviously fleeing. Yes, the dragon just put the phone in her mouth, the camera lens sticking out where it could continue recording Thomas as she runs.]
You are not taking a picture of this, you little tyrant. Give me that.
[With every move, more glitter, sparkling like a thousand iridescent diamonds, showers off Thomas. A lot of it in particular seemed to have taken up residence in his hair]
[He reaches for the camera with a quick (if wild) grab, fingers obscuring the image for a moment, before falling to the ground, hand now off screen grabbing for the dragon's tail]
[A somewhat muffled series of chirps is still recognizable as a laugh of sorts as he misses and the camera-holder dodges to the right, attempting to avoid his grasp. The camera lens has received a light dusting of glitter, but not enough to obscure the view as most falls off with her movement.]
[now Thomas is on the ground, having overbalanced with that grab and is staring up at the camera, still covered in glitter, momentarily still as he tries to catch his breath. It gives him an extra moment to realize that the camera is in fact recording]
The thing's on?!
[Thomas disappears from view for a moment as Kitten's head turns toward him, camera pointed at the wall. The angle shifts slowly upward and downward, sure sign of a nod. She hadn't been trying to make a video recording, but something went wrong during the picture-taking process, and she went with it.]
[he lifts his head for a moment, then sighs and thumps it back against the carpet.] Great.
[then the video jerks again as Thomas' hand shoots out to grab it, trying to turn the camera around] I think the city needs to see your new look if we're already oversharing.
[Kitten tilts her head, and thus the camera, to the left for a second in indifference before allowing him to take the camera. She lets loose a cheerful whistle and preens before the camera, posing next to Thomas, the pair equally covered in sparkling glitter.
Kitten is a pretty little sky blue dragon with or without the glitter, and though it's annoying and she intends to be rid of the coating post-haste, a few sparkles give her not the slightest pause. She headbutts Thomas playfully.]
[Thomas sighs and shakes his head, sending another shower of glitter onto Kitten and the floor as he sits up and reaches to shut off the recording. He pauses for a moment, and runs his hand through his hair before patting the young dragon on the head.]
Sparkling vampire jokes. You have two minutes and then I'm running people over with my car.
[hopes nobody's realized he doesn't actually have a car anymore.]
[Kitten snorts in either amusement at his resignation or disapproval of his second statement before the recording clicks off. Probably both.]