11th Letter; video
[There's a sort of yanking motion as the NV turns on and starts recording. It's a bedroom, neatly kept and elegant, with a big, comfy bed, rumpled with a rather familiar dark-haired, noticeably unclothed and dozing. The voice (and the slight glow originating from behind the NV) is recognizable as Franz d'Epinay's. Cultured, precise, and more than just a little bitchy.]
Just in case anyone didn't know, this is Dr. Daedalus Yumeno, and HE IS MY BOYFRIEND. We have been together eight months. See how he's looking all cute and mussed and satisfied? ALL ME.
[Daedalus sits up quickly, flailing and yanking a sheet up to cover up.] Franz, what are you DOING?!
I'm sick of acting like we're keeping it some giant secret. We don't have to be ashamed. And you are so cute post-coitus!
[Daedalus turns a bright shade of red, gaping soundlessly that 'Post-coitus' and 'Dr. Daedalus Yumeno' are now broadcast in conjunction on the network.] Cut that out, Franz, that isn't funny- turn it off! [Flustered, Daedalus manages to snatch the camera away, and the transmission ends.]
[OOC: Someone got hit with the cherry blossoms earlier in the day, oops!]
Just in case anyone didn't know, this is Dr. Daedalus Yumeno, and HE IS MY BOYFRIEND. We have been together eight months. See how he's looking all cute and mussed and satisfied? ALL ME.
[Daedalus sits up quickly, flailing and yanking a sheet up to cover up.] Franz, what are you DOING?!
I'm sick of acting like we're keeping it some giant secret. We don't have to be ashamed. And you are so cute post-coitus!
[Daedalus turns a bright shade of red, gaping soundlessly that 'Post-coitus' and 'Dr. Daedalus Yumeno' are now broadcast in conjunction on the network.] Cut that out, Franz, that isn't funny- turn it off! [Flustered, Daedalus manages to snatch the camera away, and the transmission ends.]
[OOC: Someone got hit with the cherry blossoms earlier in the day, oops!]