[002] fireworks
[the video post engages, showing Claire seated at a large hardwood desk, his chin lazily cupped against his hand, large violet eyes just watching the NV for a good long time before he finally speaks]
You know, this place really is like a slightly fallen Judoh. [the tiniest of smirks shows] Things are legal here that you can't get away with there, and the monsters in the night don't even bother to wear human faces. Still, it's easy enough to make a living, isn't it?
[he pauses for a long moment, lifting his chin and then dropping it, his shoulders shifting a bit - almost a strech in the chair, but low-energy as possible. his voice sounds carefully bored as he continues]
As it is, I've come into a little business, myself. I've purchased a certain sort of club from AGI, a fixer-upper for sure, and an excellent deal. [the smile fades slightly] I need to request some assistance with this little business venture.
Construction is already well on its way to being taken care of, but I'll be needing the services of a doctor or two. It'll likely consist of a couple of days of work, and follow-ups, and I'll be more than willing to compensate any volunteering doctor for his or her time. I'll need someone familiar with treating injuries as well as mens' and womens' sexual health.
[there's a distinct pause, and he looks for a moment as if he's got a bad taste in his mouth] I'll also need someone who's capable of taking care of traumatized children. Some of them will need to be removed by social services, I imagine, but there are some... [he pauses, and then his voice becomes extremely firm] ...who are not leaving this place, as one or both parents are here and want them. Still, the previous owner seems to have been lacking in morals, and they'll need a bit of...attention.
[he does that small, low-energy stretch again, eyes locked directly on the NV - if you're looking at the screen right, it will be like making eye contact with him]
Aside from that, does anyone have a piece of real art that I can hang on my desolate walls?
[filtered private to amy sorel]
A little bird told me there's a masquerade coming up at the Lion's Gate. Would you care to accompany me?
You know, this place really is like a slightly fallen Judoh. [the tiniest of smirks shows] Things are legal here that you can't get away with there, and the monsters in the night don't even bother to wear human faces. Still, it's easy enough to make a living, isn't it?
[he pauses for a long moment, lifting his chin and then dropping it, his shoulders shifting a bit - almost a strech in the chair, but low-energy as possible. his voice sounds carefully bored as he continues]
As it is, I've come into a little business, myself. I've purchased a certain sort of club from AGI, a fixer-upper for sure, and an excellent deal. [the smile fades slightly] I need to request some assistance with this little business venture.
Construction is already well on its way to being taken care of, but I'll be needing the services of a doctor or two. It'll likely consist of a couple of days of work, and follow-ups, and I'll be more than willing to compensate any volunteering doctor for his or her time. I'll need someone familiar with treating injuries as well as mens' and womens' sexual health.
[there's a distinct pause, and he looks for a moment as if he's got a bad taste in his mouth] I'll also need someone who's capable of taking care of traumatized children. Some of them will need to be removed by social services, I imagine, but there are some... [he pauses, and then his voice becomes extremely firm] ...who are not leaving this place, as one or both parents are here and want them. Still, the previous owner seems to have been lacking in morals, and they'll need a bit of...attention.
[he does that small, low-energy stretch again, eyes locked directly on the NV - if you're looking at the screen right, it will be like making eye contact with him]
Aside from that, does anyone have a piece of real art that I can hang on my desolate walls?
[filtered private to amy sorel]
A little bird told me there's a masquerade coming up at the Lion's Gate. Would you care to accompany me?